Tonight I stumbled upon the social media account of my first husband. He hasn't spoken to me in over a decade and that's ok, I know he has his reasons. However I have to say, it looks like that man has truly grabbed life by the balls and is enjoying it to it's fullest. Brava to him for that! He was and I'll bet still a really good frigging human being and still always quick with the jokes/wit. He deserves to live it out loud and color with every damned crayon in the box and I just want to applaud it.
We were so damned young when we met and married. We had no clue. It wasn't always bad at all, most times it wasn't. I was a horrible version of me at times though and I wish I could take all those hurtful things back but it's part of the growing up. The learning, and the hopeful learning to never repeat patterns of behavior. I wish him all the very best in this life and his family was just a wonderful vision of what I never could fully understand at that time.
Different paths, different experiences...still, here's to you Cline. Keep marching to the beat of your own drum, dancing like no one is friggin watching (impossible when you danced because lord it was always an extravaganza), and sing like karaoke was made for you.
Sometimes looking back is not a bad thing, when you can put it kindly on the shelf and recognize the person you've become because of it. Live, learn and love.