Dear Friend No More,

Sometimes I miss your face. I miss the history we share, the past that was just us. I miss the fun times with our children when people thought we were all one family. I miss the late night talks over wine and cheesecake. I miss the all day old movie marathons where we sat on the sofa eating junk food and laughing. I miss the times we were in the same room. We didn’t have to talk. I miss the long long talks. I miss you like I did that year you went on hiatus to Rhode Island and I stayed in Florida.

What happened to us? I know what happened.

You chose the other side of the line I could not stay on.

I really thought you knew me better than that accusation you threw at me. I really thought I knew you. I was wrong. In the years, in the hundreds of thousands of hours we spent together, you would think that I would have seen it coming. I should have seen the intolerant, judgmental, and unforgiving side of you before, but I didn’t.

You didn’t even give me a chance to explain. You made up your mind before you spoke to me that last time. You had decided that you were right and I was wrong.

Guess what, you were wrong.

I used to cry over how much I missed you. Not anymore. That situation that you said was wrong, that I was wrong for doing turned out to be the best thing to ever happen to me.

The sad part is, the first person I wanted to call to share my happiness with was you.

You are no longer in my life. It will never be the same. I cried for a long time. I’ve stopped crying now. Love, the real ágape kind of love healed me. God gave me a love and a life filled with purpose.

Thank you for the lesson you gave me. You taught me that people are not what they seem. Even so, I have forgiven you, though an apology is not expected from you. I hope God blesses you with what you deserve.

Sincerely, Your Friend No More