EdFred
Taxi to Parking
Let's hop in the wayback machine, back to 1998 before I went to golf school in Arizona. That summer yours truly was engaged. Yes, you read that right. It was short lived as we were young and her parents (especially her mother) - even though they knew I had the ring ahead of time - made her life hell and caused her to break things off. She was an only child and they threatened to disown her if she "married that boy." So I got the ring back, returned it, and moved on.
Over the next 5-1/2 years I would hear from her once in a while. Never saw her, but would get a call at the office, and we would subsequently communicate via email or yahoo chat for a few days or a week and she would disappear again, until at one point, she dropped off the face of the Earth.
Fast forward to last fall, and I get back from Thursday night bowling. I'm going through my email, and I see a request to be added to someone's network on LinkedIn - the only social networking site I use, and only for work contacts with a few exceptions. I recognize the name, which is different than it was back in 1998, but knew who it is was, as I had discovered she had gotten married and had a kid at the end of 2004 while I was looking online to see where she disappeared to. Friday morning I get into work, accept the invitation, and immediately get a chat request from her.
Small talk ensues, she gives me her number and after I work I call her and we start talking - a lot. Like every day. We airline back and forth a few times, and then with the weather getting better I hop in the Comanche almost 2 weeks ago and head off to Florida where she resides now. I take her kids - the oldest of which graduates as valedictorian this May, and is going to FIT for United's aviation program in the fall - out to lunch last Tuesday, and ask them if they are OK with her mom and I getting married. They give their approval.
So the next day, with a ring I got the week prior, I popped the question, again, to the same girl, again, that I did 24 years earlier. She's taken a job (fancy title that had to do with computer coding and robotics) in the medical field local to me, is moving up here with her to be freshman daughter after the oldest gets his feet under him at school, and next summer we are tying the knot.
So that's probably going to be a pretty big change to my life, right?
Over the next 5-1/2 years I would hear from her once in a while. Never saw her, but would get a call at the office, and we would subsequently communicate via email or yahoo chat for a few days or a week and she would disappear again, until at one point, she dropped off the face of the Earth.
Fast forward to last fall, and I get back from Thursday night bowling. I'm going through my email, and I see a request to be added to someone's network on LinkedIn - the only social networking site I use, and only for work contacts with a few exceptions. I recognize the name, which is different than it was back in 1998, but knew who it is was, as I had discovered she had gotten married and had a kid at the end of 2004 while I was looking online to see where she disappeared to. Friday morning I get into work, accept the invitation, and immediately get a chat request from her.
Small talk ensues, she gives me her number and after I work I call her and we start talking - a lot. Like every day. We airline back and forth a few times, and then with the weather getting better I hop in the Comanche almost 2 weeks ago and head off to Florida where she resides now. I take her kids - the oldest of which graduates as valedictorian this May, and is going to FIT for United's aviation program in the fall - out to lunch last Tuesday, and ask them if they are OK with her mom and I getting married. They give their approval.
So the next day, with a ring I got the week prior, I popped the question, again, to the same girl, again, that I did 24 years earlier. She's taken a job (fancy title that had to do with computer coding and robotics) in the medical field local to me, is moving up here with her to be freshman daughter after the oldest gets his feet under him at school, and next summer we are tying the knot.
So that's probably going to be a pretty big change to my life, right?
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