Asaf Bartov (ijon) wrote,
Asaf Bartov

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What a week!

It seems that it is Reunion1 Season. In the past seven days I have met seven people whom I have not seen in more than five years. Two of them involved strong emotions and varied memories, too, and there was much Talking. One of them was someone whom I have wronged back then; I have been carrying the guilt about it ever since, and have been meaning to contact that person to express my regrets and seek forgiveness. It was, truly, one of the heaviest stones laid on my conscience. And we met, and Talked, and Talked, and Talked. And we Understood, and Regretted, and Reminisced, and Forgave, and Accepted. In the end, we even hugged. It was the most powerful Catharsis I have felt in years.

So I am happy. And serene.

1 Many years ago, when I was young and foolish (today I'm old and foolish), I wrote a short story with bad grammar called Reunion. If any of you is perversely curious about it, e-mail me, I might feel the need to embarrass myself before you.
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