La Notizia (The News)


I hadn’t heard from Allen since that fateful day in New York City.  While I was grateful that he was finally keeping his distance, I knew that he hadn’t given up.  And I knew what this news was going to do to him.  Even though I knew Mario wasn’t going to thrilled with my decision, I knew that, after everything Allen and I had been through, he deserved to hear the news from me.

The question was, how in the world was I going to tell him?  Even though I no longer had any romantic feelings toward Allen, I was grateful for the relationship that we had shared.  I still believed that he was a great guy and had no desire to hurt him.  And this was going to hurt.

Finally, I picked up the phone.  I still didn’t know what I was going to say, but if I wanted to tell him tonight, time was running out.  I just prayed that the right words would come.

Allen answered after the second ring.  A note of surprise was in his voice as he said hello.  After a few moments of pleasantries, I took a deep breath.

“Allen, I have something that I need to tell you.”

“You’re engaged.”

I stopped.  Wait, what?


I could hear him let out a big breath.

“I figured as much.”

“I’m sorry Allen.  But I wanted you to hear it from me and not through the grapevine.”

“I appreciate it.”

Another deep breath.  And then, quietly,

“I’m happy for you.  Really.  I just want you to be happy.”

I softly thanked him, said my goodbyes and hung up.  Letting out a huge sigh of relief, I fell back onto my bed.  Lifting my hand, I stared at my ring as my thoughts drifted to the man who was, at that moment, high in the sky.  I couldn’t wait to talk to him again.


About ciaobellamiastory

What do you do with that magical moment when everything makes sense - when all the random choices, experiences and encounters come together, and you find that rare instant of clairty? Then what do you do when it all falls apart? About 12 years ago I decided to take an Italian 101 course. That seemingly random choice has forever altered the path of my life. My strange connection with the language, culture and people of Italy started with love and joy and culminated with unexpected loss, grief and despair. While previously I was content to follow this unpredictable path, today I seek to understand the reasons and lessons behind my journey. My journey towards understanding begins here.
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