” I feel like I need to apologize. I wish I could apologize.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because he was incredibly important to you. I realize now that I did not let you know that I got it – but I really did not let him know that I knew this. He cared – he loved you – he supported you – and I did not treat that as important. But it was. It was incredibly important. And I hate the fact I did not make you both understand that I got that. That I did not let him know how much I appreciated the fact he loved you as much as I do.”
Hearing those words had a mixed response. I both loved he got it – but also hated he got it so late.
I honestly sat at that bar – where were having drinks and dinner – and failed at keeping the tears inside.
Our friend who bartends there ended up giving me some food and another beer and told me she hoped both helped.
I don’t know.
Too little – too late.