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Did You Miss Out on the Special Times?

Story ID:10757
Written by:Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:Musings, Essays and Such
Location:Caldwell Idaho USA
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We had been in a long distance relationship for many months. I lived in
New Jersey. She lived in North Carolina.

We’d both recently lost our first spouses. (2003)

We struggled forward, looking for a new life, a life with a new love.

I remember the night she walked down the exit ramp at the Newark Airport.
There were two college students filming greetings. I looked at them, ”I have a greeting
for you. I am about to meet my love for the first time

Ginny and I recognized each other immediately.



We stepped into each other’s arms and kissed for the first time. My heart skipped a beat.

She confessed that the hug reminded of a dream she had of her first husband Harvey. He met her in
a meadow, hugged her and said, “It is going to be OK, Gin.”

I gave her that hug. She knew I was the one. I knew she was the one.

We connected on the Internet and felt a connection. We met in person and knew it was true, but
did we really have a love? How could we be sure?

Months later I learned Ginny had an accident with her horse. She nearly lost her thumb when
her horse reared and caught her thumb in the reins. I kept calling her in North Caroline, but she didn’t

I was sick with worry. Why wasn’t she answering her phone? Eventually, her son called me. It
was the first time we’d talked. He told me, “Mike, Mom is headed to surgery.”

He explained what happened.

I felt this wave of relieve flow through me. Ginny was hurt, but she was going to be OK.

Later, I sat on the sofa and sighed. My worry for Ginny made me realize how much she meant to
me …how much I loved her.

Years later, I took Ginny to the hospital with severe abdominal pain. It was her appendix.

They removed it, but the surgeon told her, “Miriam (Her real name), I have never seen an appendix
that big that hadn’t burst. We sent it for a biopsy. There is a chance it might be a tumor.”

I felt tears burn my eyes. The fear of losing my wife was strong.

It was another, “I love her moment.” Luckily, it wasn’t a tumor.

Why do we wait until the fear of losing them, to make us realize how much we love them?

Take every moment with them to enjoy your feelings you share.

Enjoy your love at every minute.

One day it will be end and you will be sorry you missed the love.

This song says it for me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AnXgZZkPP14&list=PLB746A1D8E25B91AC&index=2

Michael T. Smith