I was going through some files and found this photo.
It was taken on November 11, 2009, one year ago tomorrow.
In the bathroom of the Crosby Street Hotel.
Looking back, I seem so happy in this picture.
I had just finished hosting an event.
Was happy everyone who came to the event had a great time.
I was definitely happy on the outside.
But I remember that day clearly.
I had an incredibly brave face on and was pretending I hadn’t been wronged by my guy just a few days prior.
We had lunch plans an hour later at Cafe Habana and it would be the first time I would see him since.
Since he made some terrible choices.
Choices I wouldn’t fully know about until months later.
A year later, I’m not even 100% clear about everything he did.
But I do know that despite the storm he caused, we are still together.
What a difference a year makes.
To be wronged is nothing unless you continue to remember it. – Confucius