I connected with an old boyfriend I used to live with many moons ago. It had been over 15 years since we have seen each other or spoken. I reconnected with him through my ex-husband who is still a friend of mine. My ex-husband used to be roommates with the ex-boyfriends brother. He called him one day out of the blue and they were chatting and he mentioned about seeing me. So my ex-husband calls and make sure it is okay. So I get his number and call him.
We met last Saturday. He came over for about two hours. We sat and talked and laughed.
About four hours later he called and I was busy at the time so we only talked a few minutes with a promise to call him back later. So I called him later that evening and we ended up talking until my cordless phone went dead. I had to call him back on my cell phone to let him know I did not hang up on him.
Since then we have talked every evening and he even called me this morning just to say hi and to say he hoped I have a good day. We have made plans for the weekend. He is going to pick me up and take me to his place for some chow and a motorcycle ride.
I am forty years old and I did not think it was possible to ever feel like a love struck teenager again. I got major butterflies and I can’t eat. I dream of him in my sleep. I feel so foolish. I am actually giddy and it feels so good yet it feels so scary.
I am not sure where it all may lead but for now it feels good.
We have cleared through the reason we split in the first place. We both made mistakes. We where both young and had zero communication skills. Neither of us blames the other. Both of wanted to get back together when we split up but neither of us could swallow our pride and really take the time to sort things out. We were young, headstrong and foolish.
I got out of a bad relationship in September and he got divorced in September so we have had the same amount of healing time so it does not appear to me to be a rebound thing.
I know of two instances where these situations have worked out very well. The father of one of my close friends was widowed 15 years ago and subsequently had two serious relationships that fortunately did not result in marriage. Solo again, he chanced across the name of a woman he had dated in college. He called her, she was divorced, they started dating and were married five years ago. Both of them have described that young-again feeling you are experiencing.
The other couple I met just last week. In the course of conversation she intimated that he took her virginity, which surprised me since it was pretty clear that her two kids were not his. Apparently they met when he was 21 and she was 15 but her parents chased him off. (Yes, times have changed.) Two kids and a failed marriage later she decided she still loved him and tracked him down. She believes she never would have found him if not for the paper trail left by his prison record. A love story for the ages.
Well today is the day and I am nervous as a long tailed cat in a room of rocking chairs.
It is not like we have not already met but it feels like that first day all over again. We have talked every evening and a quick hello every morning.
It is really refreshing to talk with him. He is so open and honest. He does not hold anything back which is nice as I don’t want to play games. We are both to old for that shit.
The last relationship I had was three long years with a compulsive liar and I never thought I would trust anyone again but when I talk with him that all goes away.
I went shopping yesterday and bought some new clothes. I have not spent money on myself in years. In fact I hate shopping but it was sort of fun.
He is coming over at about two this afternoon so I have hours to fight off the butterflies. I tried to sleep in but I kept thinking about him.
A former boss of mine went 40 years between dates with the same woman. In the meantime, they both married, raised families, and lost their respective spouses. They then reconnected and he spent the last 10 years of his life with “the one that got away”. Sometimes, it all just works.
Wow…sounds a lot like my story. Each of us married the wrong person. Now he’s back in my life and I have that same giddy, young-and-in-love goofy feeling all the time. And it’s not even second-time-new. We’re back together for over a year now, and I simply can not wait to see him, every single day.
Good luck!!! I hope your story turns out to be a happy one!
After my grandma died in 1986, my grandpa re-connected with a woman he knew in the 50’s. They got married in 1987 and have been like newlyweds since. It’s precious
I had a similar experience with the one that got away. But it turns out I didn’t remember him so clearly. We dated a few times, but he just wasn’t “the one.” I met “The One” while I was dating the other. When we stopped dating, I started dating what turned out to be the love of my life - we just celebrated five years of marriage in February.
I totally understand the giddy feeling! It’s so much fun! Good luck to you!
Well everything went wonderful. He picked me up Saturday in his truck as he was afraid it might rain. We went to his house and hung out on his deck and chatted for quite awhile. I get amazed how much we can talk about considering we talked all week. I guess we are both really good blabber mouths.
We ended up getting so excited being around each other (if you know what I mean) we ending up spending the entire rest of the evening locked in his house. It was wonderful being in his arms again. We talked and made love until after midnight. I can’t event tell you the last time I was even up that late.
The morning was just as great. We both grabbed showers and laid around watching a little TV. Then he took me out to breakfast. It was good but the hostess must have been new as she sat us right next to a large table of about 8 people all chatting it up really loud so we could not talk as much as we would have liked as they could hear every word we said.
After breakfast we went back to his house and read the paper and recovered from the large breakfast. At 11 we set out for a bike ride. I have not had my ass on the back of a motorcycle for a very long time. I was a little scared as I don’t even care to be a passenger in a car much less a bike but I always loved it from years ago. And I trust him. It is so strange really. There is just something about him that makes it so easy for me. He is probably been the only man in my life that never let me down so I think that is why I trust him so much.
We rode all over for three hours. I had no idea where we were and half the time neither did he. He did take me to one park that he knew of that had a covered bridge so we stopped there and had a nice walk to the bridge and then we walked a little on a path in the woods.
After three hours I was hot, tired and sunburnt but I felt great! We relaxed at his place for about another hour and a half and then he took me home on the bike.
I got home and was just giddy. My daughter was laughing at me and I told her about our day. I was supposed to cook dinner but I was to worn out and excited all at the same time. I took a hot shower and lotioned up all my sunburn.
He called me later and we talked for a couple hours about what a great time we had. We had already made plans before he dropped me off to go riding next Saturday so we talked about where we might go.
So at this point it looks like everything is going great and I am just overwhelmed with how well we fit together. I don’t want to get ahead of myself but I think we have really reconnected. I want to say I never stopped loving him but my mind and my heart won’t let me go there yet but in the meant time it is like heaven.
I still feel giddy and I still have butterflies and it feels wonderful
