Miranda Hobbes on SATC once asked, “When you love someone and then it ends, where does all the love go?”

Good question.

Is it ever really possible to be friends with an ex?

Can the love I had for him in the past somehow translate into platonic love for a friend? Will I be able to deal with seeing him and the wife, being all happy?

I don’t know.

But I love having him as a friend, so I’m going to try and give it a shot.

At the end of the show today, he came over and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. He told me that he knows I’m nervous, but that he’s proud of me for taking this big step, and is excited to be “neighbors” (I waited until he was gone to burst into tears).

On Friday, I’m quitting a job that I absolutely adore, in order to take a giant leap into the unknown. It’s going to be the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do.

“I’m through accepting limits, ‘cause someone says they’re so. Some things I cannot change, but ‘til I try I’ll never know.”