One year ago today my much-loved BF told me he couldn't date me anymore.
I really like that this was not my first thought today. I like that I did not even realize it until just now - 8PM. I met with kinky friends, was given a gift of a lovely short riding crop, worked out and had a couple of phone conversations with family. Now I sit down to write.
And now that I have remembered...it's okay. It's really okay. Everything fades with time.