Friday, May 3, 2013
Maggie's Angel Day v4.0
Maggie and I met in the oddest way – a mutual acquaintance brought her to my house as one of a cadre of girls. His carrot for them was “He’s got a boat!” His carrot to me was “I have girls!” Obviously, the man knew how to work deals. Days later, on June 14th, 1999 she and I were stuck together for life (although we didn’t quite realize it yet.)
The more time we spent together, the more strongly we bonded. Unlike all the other women I dated (and the numerous other guys she dated, the little floozy), I liked her more and more every single day! It was a new experience for me and for her. We shared much later about how our respective pasts were filled with frequent exercises in gently crushing our ill-matched dates’ hearts. But when she and I met, it was if everything lined up perfectly. Ms. Yin, meet Mr. Yang. It was as if our souls exhaled, saying, “Ah, there you are! I’ve been looking for you!” So, on February 28, 2004, we called it a done deal.
Now, I wasn’t exactly the “I want to get married” type. I may (or may not) have put up a little bit of a hissy fit (but there's no evidence since the only witness went off and died on me.) My compromise was that we’d have two weddings: one for her and one for me. HER wedding was February 28, with all the frilly and food and flowers and penguin suits. MY wedding was the next day, February 29th…. In Las Vegas… with Elvis…. With me dressed as James Dean and her as Marilyn Monroe with 30 of our closest friends in assorted movie star costumes in tow. Tell me that’s not awesome! ☺
Fast forward only a few happy years and she was following her dream in law school at Baylor. My dream of business school was just around the corner. Then the shit hit the fan. In December 2006, at her birthday party, she pressed my hand against her chest and asked, “Does this bump feel weird to you?”
That was how it began.
Tomorrow, at 7:30 PM CST, just four short years ago, after she said, “Come closer” and after I skooched my body up against her as tightly as I possibly could, it ended.
I cannot imagine the man I’d be today had all I just described to you never happened. But I can tell you these things without a doubt:
- I am a better man because I had a friend who unabashedly used me for my boat
- If you think you need a doctor’s opinion, GO TO THE DOCTOR! NOW!
- Like keys fit locks, souls definitely have a “Oh, there you are!”
- Wishes, hopes and dreams don’t mean shit. But believing they do make for happier days.
- You choose your state of mind. But damn, sometimes it seems like there’s a huge crowd arguing against you and they are very convincing with their logic and/or threats
- When in doubt, don’t be afraid to apply a good scotch and lots of Kleenex… liberally
... And, Maggie, just in case you are reading this, Good night, My Love. I love you no less today than I did yesterday. And no more than I will tomorrow.
Now, about that scotch. And Kleenex....