Updated awkward moment

The follow up to this awkward moment is just as confusing as the first.

My opinion after I wrote the previous post became that I rock and anyone who can't or doesn't want to hang can go chill in a corner. It's a viewpoint I inherited from my father and it's one that I rather enjoy.

The ex-friend (EF) mentioned in that post was the wedding coordinator for a mutual friend's wedding where the bride had asked me to speak on behalf of her during the ceremony. Part of me was incredibly nervous at the prospect of seeing EF while the other part of me knew I looked fabulous for being 4 months post-baby.

Sweetie knew I had been nervous about this for a while. After we dropped DD off at my parents, we drove up to the location. Ideas swirled in my head and I was very curious to know what to expect. Of course, I would be polite and lovely, but would she? I knew I would have to talk to her, but to what extent?

Sweetie and I ran into the bride upon arriving at the hotel. She informed me of where I needed to be and when I'd be talking which was very helpful.

When we got to the site, I stood with Sweetie and a friend of ours we hadn't seen in a while. I saw EF walking up to us and tried really hard to keep my hopes down. She apologized and interrupted our conversation, which was fine, to tell me what the plan was. I thanked her and told her that I had spoken to the bride and that I knew what to do. I was jocular. I was jovial. I was polite. I was civil.

And. That. Was. It.

She didn't say one word to me the rest of the night. She made a point of walking past me and ignoring me. So, like a petulant child, I chose to do the same. She had her husband and business partner with her. Her husband and Sweetie exchanged pleasantries while her business partner gushed about how good I looked for being 4 months post-baby.

When we left, I walked past her with my sister behind me. She realized my sister was leaving and opened her arms up to give a large hug to her, knowing specifically that I was watching.

But

It wasn't heartwrenching like I thought it would be. It was tough and it was weird and it was really annoying not to get an answer, but it was fine.

I obsessed about it for a couple of days afterwards and then had (mostly) let it go by the time the bride came to visit to meet DD.

I asked the bride if she knew what had happened. She thought EF would have talked to me at the wedding. I told her that had not occurred and she was surprised. She had asked EF about the whole thing and told me that EF told her that she wished me no ill-will, but that was all she got.

So. Another friend out of my life I suppose. But what am I truly missing? When I re-read the previous post, I had forgotten how much effort I had put into the relationship to get nothing in return. Having a child changes that, I get it. But it doesn't mean that anyone who was important to you should fall by the wayside.

So to all my friends (out there in cyberspace and in real life), know that I love you, you are important and appreciated. If I don't call you back, know that I suck, but that I still love you. :)