Dear Rev. Dr. August Abbott,
Thank you for your thoughtful response. One question remains: my friend wouldn't take my phone call when I tried to contact him. May I send an appropriate (blank) note card with a handwritten apology?
Dear Rev. Dr. Abbott,
To follow up on this situation, I found a nice card (in his favorite black and white photograph) with a single gardenia on the front. I wrote the note, as advised. Put the card in the crisp cream-colored envelope and slipped it into a small manila envelope so as not to soil the card in delivery. I printed postage from my computer and opted for delivery confirmation so I would know if it was successfully delivered. Well, I haven't received any confirmation on the delivery and I've heard nothing from him. I don't know if the USPS messed up or what. I mailed it on June 5 and the USPS had it in his home town -- out for delivery -- on the very next day. I opened a case to trace it and will have to wait and see.
For him to just shut me down, not take a phone call or anything. I'm so confused.
You had asked that I follow up and let you know how it all worked out. I guess time will tell.
Is this considered an additional question with an additional charge?
Dear Dr. August Abbott,
Thank you for the follow-up. It has been about three weeks since this incident occurred. I have heard nothing from my friend.
The USPS has yet to confirm delivery; however, they did place a notice in my friend's mailbox, requesting that he either email or phone the USPS and confirm his receipt of the item. [This delivery involved temporary cluster boxes due to construction at the site, and also a contractor mail service at that particular location. Could it get any more complicated?]
I have thought of little else, because the background is much more complex than I originally anticipated.
I met this man just two weeks before I graduated from an intense 2-yr paralegal program. I suspect I was also carrying baggage due to losing my career during a 20-year marriage that ended in divorce. I honestly believe I imploded. I hadn't had any time to rediscover myself after school -- to find my joy again. Instead, this nice man that I really like witnessed this embarrassing mess. I am beside myself in how to deal with this whole situation.
I don't know what to do now.