I was out decorating my light pole for Christmas. And one of the EMT's from across the street came over. (The EMT air ambulance maintains a house across the street)

I used to date this guy, very briefly, a year and 1/2 ago. It ended when my Mom was diagnoised with COPD, and he informed me that that meant she only has 5 more years to live. It upset me horribly that he would say that. He did not examine her, he did not know how advanced it was. He just passed that death sentence, because he's and EMT and a Paramedic.

I haven't spoken to him since then. Started dating H again (we were on one of our breakups at the time), married H.

So he comes over. I'm busily decorating away. We have casual chitchat-how're your boys, how's your son, happy T day etc.
Then he looks me in the eye, and says how much he regrets what he did. How he paid for it (he was diagnosed about 8 mos ago w/cancer and is now in remission). I'm so glad he came over. I valued him as a friend-and at one time as a possible mate. Now I can at least count him, again, as a friend. Karma.