Never Be Afraid To Reintroduce The Brand New You
My past doesn't define who I am now
A life prompt in collaboration with Yana Bostongirl of Coffee Times Life column
Others thought there was no way in hell it would have ended. I, too, was delusional; It was a match made in heaven.
Ending a 25-year affair was not only emotional; moving on was the most challenging part of it all. The days, months, and years that followed were the most difficult.
We mingled with colleagues and close friends. I even stood by his side at public events — mindful of those who knew his other half.
But as the years went by, hiding our affair had become less of a secret — a game we would eventually stop playing.
A medical doctor, married with two children, and me, a young rising corporate administrator, mother of a 5-year-old who had separated from her clergyman husband, caught in a love triangle like no other.
What began at an innocent lunch—a show of his appreciation for a professional kind deed I'd done, became a bonded friendship within months.
Even after moving out of his marital home, we may not have lived under one roof, but our relationship felt like the kind man and wife shared.
