Sunday, February 25, 2024
Many years ago I met a woman unlike any I’ve ever met before or since. An angel. Here’s the story…
It seemed like just any other night out with Robyn (my best friend at the time) but it quickly turned into something much more than that.
I had never met this girl before but was immediately struck by her beauty. She was stunning. She’s still stunning. She has a presence about her that’s unmistakable.
On that night all those years ago I got to experience her full essence. She even sang to me.
I mean she was singing to everyone that was there but it felt like she was singing directly to me. And the song she picked to sing was crazy. “When I’m With You” by Sheriff.
I was floored! How did this woman, much younger than me, even KNOW every word of this awesome 80’s tune that may have come out before she was even born?!? And how did she know it was one of my favorites of all time?!?
Not only did she know the song, she sang it more beautifully than I’ve ever heard anyone sing it, even including the Sheriff lead singer himself.
I liked her BEFORE she belted out Sheriff but the second she started singing I fell head over heels for her. It was magical. I was genuinely excited to have found the woman I never even knew I was searching for.
But.
Sometimes the love of your life is not to be.
Robyn quickly reminded me she was betrothed to another when she saw how smitten I was with her and instructed me to cool my heals. It was hard to do but I respected Robyn’s wishes at the time.
When I got home, though, I wrote in great detail all about that special night I met the woman of my dreams. I wanted to document every detail so I’d never forget that euphoric feeling.
This is the part of the story where I share with you exactly what I wrote all those years ago, but alas, it’s lost in the ether I’m afraid. On a hard drive that has long since died.
Just imagine a really cheesy love letter and that was pretty much the gist.
Thinking back on it now, I made a mistake that night by not pursuing this karaoke partner for life when I had the chance. I shouldn’t have listened to Robyn and trusted my gut. But I didn’t. Just another regret in a lifetime of regrets.
In the end both of our lives turned out fine and as God intended I suppose. And until such time as I get it to do all over again, I guess I have to be cool with that. I have no other choice.