What a difference

Where do I even begin? Finally Frequent Flyer and I met. I believe that the last time that we saw each other in person was about two years ago. What a difference time can make when one has to come to terms about feelings. I can state categorically that I have transitioned from what it had meant to me. I will always care about him. But this visit showed me how far I have come. Even my stating here that I will always care, does not feel the way I have usually said it about someone I have an emotional attachment to. I say this, this time in a pragmatic way. My dear friend is behaving in a very similar way to my ex. Not only women carry around a huge measure of the martyr complex. His suffering is as plain as day and I do not know whether he can last a week, month or ten more years! But that is HIS choice. I no longer see myself as having any part of that choice of his. I really do appreciate it as well, because, as happens when you learn something important. I cannot fathom now how I could ever have even believed that it could ever be more? Of that, I am truly grateful. He made promises that he could never have kept and I am so grateful that I acted as I have all these years!