Continuation

Where did we leave off?

Ah, yes...

"When I got home I sent J.R. a heated email about how he dogged me, how I held him down for 3 years, and how pissed I was that he had another chick. He wrote back an equally heated email. But I knew it was bullshit. I knew he didn't mean a single word. Despite that, though, we didn't talk again.

Until this past Tuesday night."


During the time that J.R. and I weren't talking, I'd sometimes Google him to see if I could find any info. I was no longer angry and I just really missed him.
I never found anything and just chalked it up. He was always in the back of my mind, though. I'd wonder how he was, how his family was, his daughter...
About a month ago, I decided to stop searching for his name and search for his sister's. I remembered that back in the day, she was in law school and she was very active in the community. I can't tell you how many walks she had me doing for this cause or that cause whenever I'd go visit.

I Googled her name and found a few interesting things. I was able to see what she'd been up to lately (Google is a bitch, ain't it? LOL) and then I hit the jackpot. I found a community law firm website. I KNEW it was her. And I was shook. All her contact info was there. I could easily pick up the phone and call this woman who I'd been so close to in the past. So what was stopping me?

I went back and forth in my mind for a few hours. I emailed TomGurl (love that chick!) and asked for her advice. We discussed the situation and she told me to go for it. That was really the last little push I needed.

I called. I got the receptionist. Sis wasn't in the office but she'd be back later. I left a message with what I was calling for and my cell phone number.

And then I waited. And waited. And waited. I complained to TG and waited some more.

And then last Tuesday night my phone rang. It was a 440 number. I thought that maybe it was one of my field techs. I considered not answering but then I figured if they were calling me that late, it had to be important.

"Hello, this is Monie."

"Damn, I'm impressed by your detective skills, Marie."

I knew instantly who it was. We'd been calling each other by our middle names since we'd first started writing all those years ago. The thick NY accent gave it away as well.

After my initial shock, we caught up a bit. He was fine, his family was fine. His grandma, Nonnie, was still alive. His daughter is turning 13 in September. He still worked for the same company. I asked him how he was calling from a 440 number and he told me he'd been living in Columbus, OH for about 3 or 4 years. Columbus is only two hours from me! All this time, he'd been right under my nose! We made plans to talk again the next night.

I called him Wednesday night and didn't hear back from him. I called him again on Thursday and didn't hear back. At that point, I figured he was having second thoughts about the whole situation and was taking the easy way out. I wasn't mad...just a bit sad.

I cried to TG and she told me to buck up and just see what happened. I waited it out over the weekend and finally caved this morning and called him. This time I left a message. I told him I understood if we couldn't talk but that I'd enjoyed hearing from him and knowing that he was doing well. I left my number and told him that if he wanted to call, he could.

He called me back this morning as soon as he woke up. He said that of course, he wanted to keep in touch. He told me that he'd just been really busy.

I'll take that for now. LOL!

We chatted for a few minutes and he asked me to come visit him. We made tentative plans for this coming Saturday.

After we got off the phone, I immediately emailed TG. Hahahahaaa! I feel nervous but excited at the same time. I cannot wait to just...hug him. I may have mentioned in my other post about J.R. that he gives THE BEST HUGS EVER IN THE HISTORY OF HUGGING.

I will, of course, update about this if the meeting takes place. Fingers crossed!