...so goes a romance story written by my good friend, Max, on his blog.
At his request, I'm not going to point to the blog, as he wants to keep it private.
The romance is almost movie-like in its plot, boy meets girl, boy loses girl, reconnects after many years and a whole lot of life, loses touch again. Perhaps permanently.
It's a sad story in one way, but the life that happened in the middle was what led to his two great boys being born, growing up and giving Max a couple of grandkids and many happy memories. True, it also left him with some scars, but he's lived the life that was given him and he has few, if any, regrets.
In fact, I would hazard a guess that this is one of his few regrets. The regret that he didn't pursue the romance, so therefore wonders what would have happened, where it would have led him, where he would be right now. But also, knowing Max, sitting alone on his deck with a smoke, he might overthink it.
The fact of the matter is that he, and the lady in question, are both available to each other to pursue the romance. If they wanted to. All it would take is a phone call or a WhatsApp message.
Max, my opinion, not that you asked for it and don't hate me for it... Do it. It'll make your day. And probably hers too. You're on "two strikes" already...swing the bat a third time, you might just make the contact needed for a home run. I'm rooting for you, brother...
Look after yourselves out there, folks...
2 comments:
I would, but she's not available..... Yet!
Nothing that can't be expedited by a call..... #justsaying...
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