THE LIFE OF A DBM

It has been a long time since I have blogged. I need to keep everyone up to date on what I have been doing. Around a year ago I saw my first love for the first time in 26 years. Well let me give you a little background before I get into the story. I have blogged about this before so I going to give the Cliff Notes version. Went together in middle school (ups and down as it goes from 6 & 7th grade). She moves away, I wonder what happens to her through out the years. My best friends finds her takes another three years to actually see her because her much older husband thinks I going to take her away. Well unfortunately he dies and we agree to me. I plan my trip around the week of July forth week. I go to the ATL and then head to SC to see her. I drive 5 or 6 hours and of course I have all these vision of what she will look like. Now I'm not going to lie I also have fantasy of maybe we will hit it off and one things leads to another. Let me cut to the chase. I get to her house and she meets me and when I say "DAMN" I mean it. She looked about 80 years old. I don't know what kind of life she lived but let just say that her Jasmine Guy, and Lisa Bonet all have the same old genes. All my hopes and Dreams went right out the window. I kow this is selffish but I was readyto go home right away but I could not be rude. We went out to dinner and caught up on old time. With my fantasy gone I ended up leaving that night getting a hotel room and coming home in the morning. I know that GOD has a sense of humor because he laughed along with myself on how could I have thought this meeting was going to be like the movies. Ha Ha Hell.

Present Day: We still keep in touch and she is cool and I hope she never reads this but the lesson is that "you can look back but you can't go back"