One More Chance
July 31, 2007
When I first met my wife she was working at an art gallery downtown. She had no idea I was interested in her or that she was going to become my wife. But of course I knew better. She thought it was the art I was there for. I went every day. I would have been there around the clock but I think she might have caught on that I wasn’t really interested in the art shown at the gallery but in actuality my interest lie only with her. While at the gallery there were quick glances at a painting, then much longer glances at her. She truly was, and still is, some 40 years later a piece of rare art. I don’t know if she just took pity on me one day (it is my guess she was catching on, but to this day she will not admit it) she asked if I would like to have coffee this one particular afternoon. Trying not to show my surprise (as if this happens to me everyday; you know, being asked to have coffee by a stunning woman) I said the one and only thing that came to mind...
""I can’t today I have an appointment"". Her eyes became as big as marbles when I said no. She looked puzzled. And rightly so. Making a quick exit and stunned by the absurdity of what I had said, knowing full well I had blown probably the only chance I had with her, I searched my brain for “what to do”. I once again did the very next thing I thought of. Nothing. Too embarrassed by my quick negative reply and fast departure out the gallery door I just couldn’t go back. Not now. It would be weeks before I summoned the courage to return. One Friday I decided I had to give it one more chance, and this time I decided I would march right in, look her straight in the eyes and ask her out. No staring at paintings and statues of cherubs for me. It was her and only her that I had thought of during that 2 week period of torment. And so I did just that. I went to the gallery, walked right in. She looked happy to see me. I smiled. She said Yes! 40 years later, 5 kids, 3 grand kids and she still is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.
Our thanks to T. D. Knight for this post.
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