
So, here I am: officially a bachelor again. Last week my girlfriend Carrie announced she met someone else and wants to be with him. We have known each other for 8 years (I thought it would be 10 years next year, but then I realized it's 9 years in april) and maintained some sort of long-distance relationship (me being in Holland and she in the US). Off course given that fact we both knew that the day might come that either one of us would meet someone else or just get fed up with the whole situation.
When the moment came, it was actually harder than I expected. I care a lot about her and of course we both have a past together. But given the way things went in her life lately, I can that she had to make a choice. And as always, she was being honest about it: one of her better trades.
So now it's back to being 'friends'.
The dreaded "F" word. Usually that's an euphemism for sending each other postcards with Christmas and on Birthdays because staying in touch and actually seeing each other takes to much effort after a while. Or there is a reluctant partner involved that feels threathened by it.
And of course every friendship starts out with the idea that this scenario is not going to happen. Sad but true.
Maintaining a long distance relationship is one thing, but doing the same with a long distance friendship is probably even harder. I know that from my part I know I will do my best, but I can't expect to much out of it.
So, there it is: a new dawn, a new day. A new begining. For both of us.