2012 Aug 16 This morning at 11:00 am, the property owner knocked at my door to ask if I had found a place to live. I replied that I did and that I’d be moving out at the end of the month. He said, “Okay, that’s good to hear. I just wanted to say that if it doesn’t work out, that you are always welcome back here. I know that we started off on the wrong foot, and that maybe next time we can begin on a new page.”
I said, “Thanks, I appreciate that, and I’ll keep it in mind.” There was a brief moment of silence where I felt he wanted to say more but didn’t, and I didn’t feel I needed to say anything. With that, he turned and slowly walked out of my room, closing the door behind him.
I could have asked him if he had more to say, but at the moment, I felt that that would have pressured and activated him as I felt that he was already on the edge. What he did was as much as he felt safe in doing, and that was a big step for him. Although he didn’t apologize and open up about what was really going on, this was as close as he could get to speaking the truth at that moment.