Reconciliation
Mr Ex after lunch with the kids today, asked number 3 for his old albums.
When when number 3 messaged me, I was at work.
I asked her to dust them off first but she told me that she had already handed them over.
There were 2 photo albums of his.
One was from the time we were dating in uni, starting from the time we first knew each other & ending with some photos taken in a photo booth after our 'economic' marriage.
The second was a photobook, a gift that I made for one of his birthdays. When it arrived via delivery to the house, I immediately gave it to him. He flipped through the pages and said something like "I have seen better ones" and tossed it on the passenger seat (because he was leaving somewhere). That statement & behaviour combined crushed me completely. Bar none. Yet I had blamed myself. On my poor timing. On my over-enthusiasm. I could have waited until he was more settled in at home. When he got home later. Yet I was just too excited, because it had taken me weeks to organise & it was a special birthday gift (to me at least). [See how a bad marriage will make you a weak person?]
Well I do not for the life of me know why suddenly out of the blue and nearly 4 years after our divorce he suddenly wanted the albums back. I don't care to think about it. They're his and he can take them all back.
Only one small detail though. The dating-to-marriage album, well I had kind of torn all my pics so he ends up with only his part of the photos. Except for the photo booth one, because it came in 3 & it is kinda cute. And it reminded me of a time when we actually meant something to each other. Of a time when we actually thought that our love will pull through despite all odds. Of a time of innocence.
Mr Ex had not said anything on anything so far. Whatever. Done Deal. Not like he would ask me for the other half of all the photos, right? Well even if he had I would say NO.
It doesn't matter anymore. Whatever we had was in the distant past. Dead and gone.
When when number 3 messaged me, I was at work.
I asked her to dust them off first but she told me that she had already handed them over.
There were 2 photo albums of his.
One was from the time we were dating in uni, starting from the time we first knew each other & ending with some photos taken in a photo booth after our 'economic' marriage.
The second was a photobook, a gift that I made for one of his birthdays. When it arrived via delivery to the house, I immediately gave it to him. He flipped through the pages and said something like "I have seen better ones" and tossed it on the passenger seat (because he was leaving somewhere). That statement & behaviour combined crushed me completely. Bar none. Yet I had blamed myself. On my poor timing. On my over-enthusiasm. I could have waited until he was more settled in at home. When he got home later. Yet I was just too excited, because it had taken me weeks to organise & it was a special birthday gift (to me at least). [See how a bad marriage will make you a weak person?]
Well I do not for the life of me know why suddenly out of the blue and nearly 4 years after our divorce he suddenly wanted the albums back. I don't care to think about it. They're his and he can take them all back.
Only one small detail though. The dating-to-marriage album, well I had kind of torn all my pics so he ends up with only his part of the photos. Except for the photo booth one, because it came in 3 & it is kinda cute. And it reminded me of a time when we actually meant something to each other. Of a time when we actually thought that our love will pull through despite all odds. Of a time of innocence.
Mr Ex had not said anything on anything so far. Whatever. Done Deal. Not like he would ask me for the other half of all the photos, right? Well even if he had I would say NO.
It doesn't matter anymore. Whatever we had was in the distant past. Dead and gone.
posted by elya at 8:34 am
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