So I have gotten to know C.'s other woman. Much to my chagrin, I absolutely adore her. She is witty, and fun. Sweet and provacative, and reminds me much of myself at my best. I like her fire, her zest for life. And I get now what is entrancing for him about her. There really is nothing I can say, other than I am so glad I gave myself the chance to get to know her. I am well on my way to a great friendship with her, which is most rewarding.

We have much in common, looks, life experiences, passions. It's so strange to talk to her, hear her echo the things I have already said and thought, and, oddly enough, feel the same range of emothions about C. as I do, or did. She is in a much fresher phase of confusion with him than I am. Mine has had years and years to cool, calm, and coalesce into friendship. Her emotions are still fresh, and raw. But it is like looking into a mirror into the past, watching her go through it all. The difference of course being that she is comtemplating being with him, but isn't sure. I never felt the compunction to turn him down. But still, it's very similiar.