Last Saturday Marion, Sanne and I traveled to the town of Borne. We were there to visit a performance in the open air theater in the hamlet Hertme, which is directly located next to Borne. But we made a small mistake there. The performance is not this month, but the next month. But being there, we decided to take a look around…
It was weird to be there again. Yes, to be there again… I lived for around 12 years in Borne. I had my first real job in Borne, so on a certain moment I moved to there. After around a year I met my ex and after some time we moved together. After many years this relation went wrong. Shit happens…
Anyway it felt good to walk there with Marion (and with Sanne of course too). Somehow it felt as I was able to close finally that part of my life and leave all the hurt behind. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t already for a very long time something that placed any weight on me. Now I have been there with Marion it is done with.
We did visit many places that I had memories of. From Hertme to Borne (or at least in that direction), there is lawn that leads by the farm where the horses that I used to have were on stable. I almost could smell the stables again….
From there we walked over some sandy paths and along the sides of a brook (sorry, Marion, that must not have been pleasant with your heels) where I walked often with the dogs
From there through a small forest back to Hertme where the car was parked. While we got back to the car I remembered that there it was I had an accident with Marley (one of the horses I used to have) which could have turned very wrong. I still have a scare from that event on my right leg.
In Borne we decided it was time for coffee and a small snack. A place I used to come rather often (“La Lambique”) was gone and the place didn’t look that inviting to me. Luckily another place where I came even more often was still there… “Het Steegje”.
I remember how I way back in time every Sunday morning went there for coffee and toasty’s.
Walking around town I noticed many things were still the same, but also a lot changed. Of course Marion couldn’t resist to buy a nice blouse she spotted (just kidding, it was indeed a very nice blouse)..
In the part of town where I used to live not much was changed. We walked my old house there and the one were I used to live with my ex. Maybe it is not fair to say after all this time and all that happened, but now it feels that moving together over then was not a good thing to do.
Marion said again, what she said before… that she had a feeling I let people walk over me. That there have been decisions have been pushed through, that never should have been made. But this is not the spot to go into those details.
But since then I have become stronger and learned a lot about live. I know that Marion can run easily over me, but I also know she never would do that.
Anyway, after that we walked around the pound that is close to there. Another area where I used to walk with the dogs and also an area that did not change a lot.
We decided to have dinner at the Mexican restaurant “Las Carretas” and it was as good as it was my memories. As it was Sanne’s turn to drive, Marion could enjoy some wine during dinner. I love it when she is a little tipsy. She always becomes then very cuddly :P.
Before going home we made a small walk through the part of town that is called “Old Borne”. Many old building can be found there and everything new is build in a fitting style. I always liked it there a lot.
Back home we three shared a good glass of Cognac before going to bed. It was an unexpected way the day and evening went, but it was a good day.
Strange… suddenly I realize that when referring to the past I always talk about me alone and not about my ex. Maybe that is already a clear sign. The past is gone and memories are replaced by better ones!
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