Rob, my ex-manager, stopped by my work today. He has been on holdiays for two weeks, so I was excited to see him. I ran over to him and gave him a huge hug.

"Do anything exciting?" I asked him. He goes "yeah!", and puts his hand (which is holding a large coffee from starbucks) in my face. I look at his hand, and can't figure out what he's trying to show me. It took me a second to realize that there was a silver wedding band on his finger. I yelled "you got married!!" a little too loud, and gave him another hug. Then I asked why he hadn't invited me.

"I wanted to invite you, really, but I didn't want to break you heart or anything".

Rob and I have a very odd relationship which I think I have commented on before. We are soulmates, but born about 8 years too far apart. If I was older, or he was younger, we would be perfect for each other. But because we're not, we're just really good friends. Rob and I connect on the same level that Doug and I connected. We have similar thinking patterns, and as a result can understand each other quite well. We both know this, but the age difference is too much. So we've been content to just be good friends.

"Don't worry, Robby, I'll be ok. There's always divorce."

He laughed. "Yes, well, next time I'm getting married, I'll give you a call. "

"And by then, I'll be older. And probably divorced too! It'll be perfect!"

More was said in our conversation than was put into words. With the length and closeness of the hug, the hand he put on my shoulders, and how happy we were to see each other. He loves me, and I love him - and, if the circumstances were different, we would very likely be in love. This conversation just solidified our feelings for each other. No romantic attraciton, but deeper than normal friendship - a connection and love that neither of us quite understand.