About three years ago, I broke up with a woman I was dating, mostly because my life was extremely full, since I had a wife and a long-distance primary a 1000 miles away. I didn't feel it would be fair to not be able to give her as much of my love as I could. It was not an easy breakup, but we ended on friendly terms.
Fast forward to last fall. We started chatting over IM and reconnected. Over the next several months, we found we still had strong feelings for each other. This spring we decided that we wanted to start dating again. We okayed that with our spouses. The weekend I was going to okay it with my other partner, we ended up breaking up.
Our first date since reconnecting was just drinks and appetizers at a local Old Chicago. The second date was dinner and a movie (Hanna) with making out in the theater and the car. She was worried that we wouldn't have the old magic we had the first time around. She went through lung cancer while we were apart, and she was concerned that I'd be repulsed by her scars. We went on our third date this week. I rented a hotel through Priceline ($35). We had dinner and five hours of hotel time. Her worries were unfounded in fact. We still have the old magic.
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