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Mission Impossible... (part 2)

As we walked in, my phone rang. It was my husband calling from England. When I told him where I was and who I was with, I was immediately grateful for the strong relationship we have because there are no secrets between us. I kept the call brief and sat down with my latte.
My high school sweetheart and I sat and talked for hours catching each other up on our lives. Looking at him close up, I couldn't help but notice the gray that's coming through his hair. Not much, but enough to notice and I found it hard to get used to because through the years, in my mind, he's always remained ageless. There were no lines on his face at all and besides the gray, he looked almost the same and I realized sitting there with him how much I still love him (in the way you love your best friend). We grew up together, dated for years and after we broke up, we've always stayed friends. We exchange emails, but don't get a chance to talk much (never mind see each other). We talk maybe once or twice a year and haven't been face to face in over 7 years, but as we sat there, it was as if no time had passed since we last saw each other. Conversation flowed easily. For a good portion of the time, he talked to me about some difficult things he's been going through and I hated seeing him in such apparent pain. I gave him the best guidance I could and hoped it helped in some way.
He said some wonderful things to me there in the Dunken Doughnuts about how much I've meant to him and how much our relationship made him who he is today (for good and bad). I told him the feeling was mutual and that he is one of my all time favorite people in the world.
All too quickly, we had to say our good-byes. I knew by the things he shared, that I wouldn't be hearing from him for quite some time. It was sad knowing that, but I took comfort in the fact that no matter how long we go without talking, nothing will ever change between us. That being said, I hope he doesn't go too long without touching base...

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