Well now, somebody I found to be very endearing wanted to know the aftermath of a situation she comes across on a regular basis. What situation you might ask? When an ex decides it "right" to send flowers to a past flame on their birthday. Something I've continued to do for my ex-wife...even after being divorced for two and a half years. She doesn't like flowers but it's my way so she gladly accepts them and says "thank you". On this occasion for my ex-girlfriend...yeah that didn't happen lol
I decided "well, why not send something Jen's way". I know she normally doesn't get anything like this on her birthday and given that I've been feeling better about my place in our past, I thought it the right thing to do. I expected nothing back. I expected no "thank you", no phone call, email or text. Again...I expected nothing. I even thought she might receive them and given her state of mind, probably set them on fire. Even posting pics of the blaze on facebook to prove how "strong" she is in a "Thelma and Louise" kind of way lol That probably would've been cool but...yeah that didn't happen.
I get a call from the flower shop telling me that she rejected the flowers...blow number one. Blow number two came later when I find out that the rejection came with a message attached saying that I was her "ex-husband" and that I had gone "coo coo". Yes, the word "coo coo" was used in the message lol To reject the flowers that were simply meant as a token of good will is f*cked up on it's own BUT to add an implication that I was harassing her by sending her flowers on her birthday is beyond the f*cking pale. I know that game and I don't play that sh*t. On top of all that...when the f*ck did we get married? Sh*t...I must've missed that. I could hear the complaint now; "he sent me f*cking flowers...what an a**hole!!!" lol Now it sounds like I'm making light of it but the truth is that writing about all this is cathartic. As a result, I can appreciate the humor associated with it but when it happened I can tell you that I truly felt crushed and humiliated. It hurt like you wouldn't believe...really.
You see folks, I know I did the right thing. That's all I wanted to do. It was never an attempt to get her back or even reach out. It was a gesture for someone I once cared about on her birthday with no agenda associated. I'm not an a**hole. You see we ended well but what happened afterward was just so asinine that we couldn't continue communicating. I won't air all the sh*t but in any event, that does not change who I am. My previous post remains because it is the truth. Now I can allow this event to bring back all the resentment I felt or I can take it as a lesson learned. What did I learn? To simplify this boys and girls...stay true to who you are. Send your flowers, write your poetry. Do how you do but don't be a fool. Expect every scenario...even ones that make no f*cking sense at all. Guard your heart from disappointment and as my "real" ex-wife likes to say..."stay classy" lol
Onto my next agenda...Moe 2.0 ;-)
Oh and just for the record...this was the message I sent with the flowers:
"The field of green goes unseen by eyes that age as tender memories hide. Drowning moments past creating faint echoes of what was...yet promises of men remain. Not for gain or malice but for honor and care. For absent, silent love and passion that has no home...or place in time. I will always remember you on your day. Happy Birthday Jennifer...be blessed"
Yeah, I know what you're thinking..."what an a**hole" ;-)
I decided "well, why not send something Jen's way". I know she normally doesn't get anything like this on her birthday and given that I've been feeling better about my place in our past, I thought it the right thing to do. I expected nothing back. I expected no "thank you", no phone call, email or text. Again...I expected nothing. I even thought she might receive them and given her state of mind, probably set them on fire. Even posting pics of the blaze on facebook to prove how "strong" she is in a "Thelma and Louise" kind of way lol That probably would've been cool but...yeah that didn't happen.
I get a call from the flower shop telling me that she rejected the flowers...blow number one. Blow number two came later when I find out that the rejection came with a message attached saying that I was her "ex-husband" and that I had gone "coo coo". Yes, the word "coo coo" was used in the message lol To reject the flowers that were simply meant as a token of good will is f*cked up on it's own BUT to add an implication that I was harassing her by sending her flowers on her birthday is beyond the f*cking pale. I know that game and I don't play that sh*t. On top of all that...when the f*ck did we get married? Sh*t...I must've missed that. I could hear the complaint now; "he sent me f*cking flowers...what an a**hole!!!" lol Now it sounds like I'm making light of it but the truth is that writing about all this is cathartic. As a result, I can appreciate the humor associated with it but when it happened I can tell you that I truly felt crushed and humiliated. It hurt like you wouldn't believe...really.
You see folks, I know I did the right thing. That's all I wanted to do. It was never an attempt to get her back or even reach out. It was a gesture for someone I once cared about on her birthday with no agenda associated. I'm not an a**hole. You see we ended well but what happened afterward was just so asinine that we couldn't continue communicating. I won't air all the sh*t but in any event, that does not change who I am. My previous post remains because it is the truth. Now I can allow this event to bring back all the resentment I felt or I can take it as a lesson learned. What did I learn? To simplify this boys and girls...stay true to who you are. Send your flowers, write your poetry. Do how you do but don't be a fool. Expect every scenario...even ones that make no f*cking sense at all. Guard your heart from disappointment and as my "real" ex-wife likes to say..."stay classy" lol
Onto my next agenda...Moe 2.0 ;-)
Oh and just for the record...this was the message I sent with the flowers:
"The field of green goes unseen by eyes that age as tender memories hide. Drowning moments past creating faint echoes of what was...yet promises of men remain. Not for gain or malice but for honor and care. For absent, silent love and passion that has no home...or place in time. I will always remember you on your day. Happy Birthday Jennifer...be blessed"
Yeah, I know what you're thinking..."what an a**hole" ;-)
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