The Magic of Making Up

2008-04-06T20:30:00.000-07:00

I walked into the coffee shop and wondered why Jackie wanted to meet here. There wasn't anything particularly charming about it -- not like the one we always went to. But I guess that was the point.

Jackie didn't return my kiss. Uh-oh. "We've got to talk," were the first words out of her mouth. Double uh-oh.

The "talking" consisted of a monologue on her part about "needing space" and "it's not you, it's me." I sat there mute. I couldn't believe this was happening. I, for one, thought everything was great.

Over the next three weeks, I went through all the usual motions. I wrote her a love note. I sent flowers. I called. And called. And called.

She finally responded. But it wasn't what I hoped to hear. "If you love me," Jackie said, "let me go."

I was perfectly miserable. I still called a couple times a week hoping that she would come back.

But now that I had a lot of free time on my hands, I fooled around on the internet more than normal. I came across a book called "The Magic of Making Up." Let me tell you, the advice in that book was different than everything I had been trying.

As soon as I read it, I stopped "accidentally" bumping into Jackie. I didn't call her any more. No more flowers. No more love notes.

Oh, I was still hurting. But I stopped showing it.

That was what the book advised. And since getting her back on my own wasn't working, I thought I'd give the Magic of Making up a try.

Less than 4 weeks later, Jackie called me. "I've had my space," she said. "I'd like to try 'us' again."

Inside I was jumping with joy. I had missed her so much. But, I recognized that I was in control now. I was calm and let her know that we could try it.

Fast forward six months and now we're engaged. We're going to be married in early December.

Now, that's the Magic of Making Up!