In the years that have passed since I was twenty, I have been unable to forget about my first girlfriend I had at that time. Yes, I was twenty when I had my first girlfriend. I was a late bloomer compared to many others. It was a short relationship we had – lasting only about 8 months – but it has affected me greatly. There was something about that girl that I couldn’t forget. Even today, twenty years later, I still get butterflies when I think about her and me, and the times we shared back then. I haven’t felt the same way about any other relationship I’ve had like the the one I had with her. Last week I had an opportunity that I thought I’d never have again – to see her again and spend some time with her. It was amazing.
Although I hadn’t seen her or spoken with her in twenty years or so, I had recently kept loose tabs on her through Facebook. She was now back in my area after having spent years in other states and she was running her own business offering yoga lessons. When I left my wife a few months back, yoga was one of the things I was looking into to help me re-balance and refocus myself as I moved forward. It was with nervous excitement that I reached out to her towards the end of December to see if she’d be willing to offer me private yoga lessons. It had been over a decade since I practiced meditation on a regular basis, so I wanted to focus on the meditative side of yoga. She happily accepted my request for a lesson, but it wasn’t until just last week that I scheduled my first session with her.
In the weeks leading up to my first session with her I was somewhat nervous about meeting the beautiful woman I once called my girlfriend. When it came time to head to her place for my first lesson, I wasn’t overly nervous, but it still was a little unnerving knowing that I’d finally be seeing the girl I had thought about many times over the past twenty years. When we greeted each other I was struck by two things: first, that she was just as or more beautiful than the day I first met her so many years ago, and second, that it was surprisingly easy to talk with her.
We spent nearly two hours together – most of it was spent catching up on the last two decades of happenings in each of our lives. It was almost surreal to spend time with her and there was an unexpected easiness about sitting and talking with her. I was as if we had never missed a day apart from each other. It was a delightful experience to feel calm and accepted by someone that I have always felt a long term connection to . I left feeling surprisingly balanced and set myself to the task of reading the books she had recommended.
The next day I had a shiatsu massage with my “energy healer”, as I call her. During my session the healer told me that she saw that two mountains or hills had come together with a river or stream flowing between them and there was sunlight at the end. She told me that she believed this meant that I and the woman I had met (my college girlfriend) would have a wonderful, mutually beneficial relationship – even if it wasn’t a romantic one.
I feel as if I’ve been blessed with an opportunity that not many others have – having not just the ability to mend an old relationship, but to build an even stronger one – regardless of the type.