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Yes 2902. I was in the swimming pool with my son at the resort in Panama City. I heard the gate open and close and saw my wife standing there. We both glanced at each other but went almost a week without speaking to one another. If you knew either of us, you would know that isn't our style. We are both sales people so we are talkers. But, I was going thru a divorce and was depressed and my ego wasn't very good and she is the type of girl who won't make conversation with a man unless he initiates it. So, needless to say, we almost didn't speak the entire week we were seeing one another. I think 2 days before we went our seperate ways, her cousin who was just out of highschool started talking to me in the pool and before you know it, everyone with her family were asking me questions, etc. It was a bunch of women. She is from South Atlanta and I am from New Orleans area (well at that time). Long story short, my wife was pretty short and played hard to get while in Florida. She left the day before me and I didn't have her number or email address. So, I figured I would never see her again. But, she called the resort and had them patch her thru to my room and I happened to be on my balcony and answered phone (something I rarely do). It was Lindsey (future wife and mother of my girls) and she asked if we could swap phone numbers and email addresses because she enjoyed our conversation. I did, and started a long distance relationship and she eventually moved to Louisiana and finished her graduate school at University of Louisiana, Lafayette. A few years later we married and Lily came about a year and a half later. In '09, my brother was accidentally killed in my home in front of me in my bedroom. Accidental gun shot to his head. The week prior I had lost my job and I used those two reasons to go off the deep end with my prescription drug addiction and wound up in South Florida in rehab during the summer of 2010. Been clean since and still working on the collateral damage I left behind with my finances but I am not complaining. I look at like this, I was 35 when I hit rock bottom and had to start over. Prior to that I was well on my way to being wealthy, having the American Dream. But, now I realize the American Dream is what damn near killed me. I'm happy knowing my family is happy and healthy and taken care of and I don't need all the bells and whistles anymore to make me who I am. I'm working hard again, but, for different reasons. God Bless. Ace.
posted by
aceblade
on July 19, 2012 at 9:45 AM
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Beautiful and endearing!
posted by
Katray2
on July 18, 2012 at 2:28 PM
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Very cool work!
posted by
Reflecting_teddypoet
on July 18, 2012 at 1:17 PM
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aceblade
A fine love poem that commemorates! Were the fence and robe parts of the scene, or am I missing something?
posted by
2902
on July 18, 2012 at 12:11 PM
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Happy anniversary! And good for you two to stick it out through thick and thin!
posted by
sam444
on July 18, 2012 at 12:08 PM
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