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The Elephant in the Room

The summer of 2012 was filled with so many highs and lows I honestly don’t even like recalling it, and the ratio of highs to lows was unbalanced in the wrong direction. John and I not only had to deal with the snail’s pace of the legal system, but also the uncertainty of love.

John had told me he loved me one night back in April, but after the accident failed to remember he’d said it or that he even felt it. He spent the entire summer wondering if he’d let ‘the right one’ get away.

And he didn’t mean me.

The old ‘running with scissors’ John was determined to make a comeback, and I was standing in his way. I remember one day he asked if he could borrow my car so he could go see an ex-girlfriend. He said he had some unfinished business with her and needed to see her face to face.

My immediate reaction was to laugh.

What nerve to ask to borrow my car to go see another woman, and had he forgotten how he looked! I looked him straight in the eye and said, “How about if I give you a ride to your place instead.”

Recognizing the absurdity of his request, he tried to explain. It wasn’t about seeing her so he could win her back but rather about seeing her so he could release the perceived hold she had over him.

I tried very hard to understand.

Finally, by the end of July John announced he wasn’t in love with me. I’d told him I loved him on his birthday in June and got nothing back in return. Since then, those three words were the elephant in the room; and it was time to face it.

We were having tea in a little shop in Benicia, and sitting right there with us was the elephant. I looked at John and said, “So are we going to talk about this”? His response to me was, “I’m just not feeling it, Loretta.”

Leaving the teahouse we walked hand in hand to the water and sat and talked more. As I sat there trying to think, the only thing I could hear in my head was Bonnie Raitt singing, “I can’t make you love me if you don’t.”

Benicia

We said our goodbyes, and I drove home feeling numb.

Stepping into my little home on the estate where I worked, a part of me felt relieved. Looking around I gathered John’s belongings and put them in my car. Then I pulled on my rubber gloves, got out a bucket and some cleaning supplies and started scrubbing. For whatever reason, the simple act of cleaning clears my head and makes me feel better.

I loved my little place

I was 53 years old, single and on my own. For about three years I’d wanted to move to Santa Barbara, and I figured that was the best time as any to make it happen.

Once the house was as clean as I could get it, I sat down at my computer and scoured the Internet looking for a new job.

The sooner I got away from John the better.

12 Comments

  1. Wow! I didn’t see this coming! But I would’ve reacted the same – cleaning and getting away! I’m glued to my seat – gotta hear the rest!

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      2019-01-29 at 07:37

      It was such a crappy summer! Argh. What is so weird is, that day I had a vision that was crystal clear, of John and I together and happy. And then we broke up! Life is interesting…

  2. Barb Cowle

    2019-01-29 at 11:30

    Oh my Loretta, I can’t believe John did this to you. You give someone your heart and they don’t recipicate. You are such a kind and giving woman. Look at everything YOU did for him, and all he could say is , he wasn’t feeling it!

    Gosh… I just can’t wait 😊 to hear more….

    What does John think of you sharing this in your book?

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      2019-01-29 at 12:04

      Thank you Barb. It’s not always easy finding love after 50, as so many of us carry the wounds of lost love.
      The good news was, we were friends first. I knew him.

      John reads all of my posts prior to publishing them. He is a writer too and wrote a book about us and our journey together. Now it’s my turn to share my side!

  3. Jeesh.. John is sounding like a scoundrel! Clearly this ends happily and I’m looking forward to the rest of your story. 😀

  4. Loretta, this brought me back to a time in my life when my love was not returned. What a horrid feeling?

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      2019-01-30 at 14:20

      It can be…the good news for me, was I knew John. I knew he loved me and just needed time. I like to say, relationships are like a dance. You can’t expect your partner to step toward you, unless you step back.

  5. Oh my gosh, Loretta! My heart just breaks reading this! I briefly went down a similar road with someone once and oh how it hurts! That song is it completely. I wish I could use white out on the hurt for you. But I know we grow through it all. But it just hurts.

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      2019-01-30 at 15:36

      We do grow from it all. Thank you Amy.

      The good news is, I knew John well. I knew he just needed me to step back to allow him to step forward. Life is a dance!

  6. Hi, Loretta
    This reminds me of something similar that happened to me. After I went to California, he came out to propose to me and bring me back. We’ve been married for 36 years.
    Angie, http://www.yourtrueselfblog.com

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      2019-02-13 at 06:44

      They can be funny, some guys.
      Thanks for reading and sharing your story too, Angie!

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