Hoping that something more would come out of it all. Something that would give me a reason to continue hanging on.
I’ve wanted to hear this:
Instead, I heard “This could’ve been you.”
Yep. During the rehearsal, as I was playing amateur photographer and the ex was walking his sister down the aisle (while sappy music played in the background), he said loud and clear “This could’ve been you”. All the while with a wide grin on his face.
I could have tackled him.
Then, when it came time for me to meet his grandparents (who live out of state) he introduced me by saying “Grandma, this is my ex girlfriend. She dumped me.”
Gotta love that first impression.
He has done this all in jest, but it hasn’t given me much hope for change. The truth is, I haven’t allowed it to bother me much either. I am fine. I will be fine.
And I am still actually having a pretty fabulous time with this group of people who I do dearly love.
The actual wedding is tonight, and I am not holding out any kind of hope for a swift change in personality.
It would be nice, but I’m not expecting it.
Still – I am fine. I am great. I am happy.
And I am making a baby.
Which is really all that matters.
