Tuesday, 31 July 2012

A friend sent this to me, and I thought to share it here:

His name is Dean. He cherishes his Fridays a lot; He gets to hang out with the guys every Friday night and secondly, It’s another escape from his nagging and boring wife. 

In his own words; "I get confused sometimes on whether she’s my mother or my wife. Don’t get it twisted; I love her to pieces. It just gets complicated; like I wish we never got married…marriage has turned her into something that doesn’t amuse me. I wish she was still the adventurous, charming, high spirited lady I dated for five years".

I'm a banker.  I love my job and my job loves me, maybe its because I’m the senior banking officer. This particular morning, a lady breezed into my office. My heart raced faster because I had not sighted anything this beautiful in a long while. She wasn’t the typical slender Barbie, in fact, she was a bit chubby but her smile, cuteness and…I was tripped.

“Hi Good morning! Your ATM has swallowed my card!” She laughed, unlike the  typical customer that would ram you.

I gave her my best I'm-the-Boss laughter…

“Good morning, You know what? I’d personally make sure they get it out for you, but not today. Can you wait till Monday?” I smiled

" OK, can I just drop my number so you could call me up or just text when its ready so I don’t come twice? Please? My name is Nancy” She blinked her eyes in a funny way.

“Sure” I smiled

We exchanged numbers. What a lucky Friday! 

So it was 10:00pm and I headed to the club…as usual my friends were chilling for me. My wife had called a couple of times, I just ignored it. She knows I’m never home Friday nights.

“Look at you!” I heard someone say. I raised my head and it was the ATM lady-Nancy.

“Wow, look at you too!” I was surprised to see her but I was happy I didn’t have to wait till Monday to see her again.

“Happy Friday!” She screamed because of the noise, “Wanna dance?”

I didn’t even have the chance to answer, she was already pulled me to the dance floor. I really suck at dancing but she helped me; she was such a great dancer! I had fun! At some point we decided to go to a private area and we talked, ranging from work, business to personal life. I tried to hide my ring as much as possible, I certainly didn’t want this to end now.

“You are a really wonderful lady. You are so interesting…any guy would want to be with you all day” I said.

“I wasn’t always like this but I have learned the hard way that life is just too short to be sad” she sang

Then her phone rang…

“Hey baby! Yeah I’m at the private lounge, I’d like you to meet someone…alright boo” she talked excitedly as usual.

I was in shock until this tall handsome man walks up to her and kisses her.

“You were late!" she smiled as she lifted her face to meet his.

" Meet Dean. I met him this morning, he’s helping with your ATM I told you got swallowed and Dean, this is my B to the O-O,” she laughed “Meet my husband Kurt, we usually come here to dance every fortnight Friday; away from work, stress and kids.” 

“Wow, a pleasure” I didn't know how I said that or how I managed to shake his outstretched hand.

Then she stood now excitedly holding her husband’s arms.

“Why don’t we invite Dean for Mimi’s 16th birthday tomorrow?” Her husband said

They have kids too? I was certain they could both see me visibly shaking. How long have they been married and they look like a couple just dating!

“Silly me, please come for my second daughter’s 16th tomorrow. It would be an honor” She said as she brought out an I.V from her purse.

I began to feel so ashamed of myself…this was another guy like me, getting it right with one woman.

I collected the I.V and promised to be there.

“See you tomorrow! Have you had something to eat Kurt?” I heard her ask her husband as I watched them walk away with their hands around each other.

After they left, I kept staring at the thin air like I had been hit in the face by some unseen force. They come just to dance together every fortnight Fridays? Why didn’t I think of that! My wife Kim loves to dance…she also likes long walks, she loves to talk…she loves jazz music, there’s this vivid picture I have of me putting her hand on my chest when we danced at a jazz club on our first year anniversary…I found myself typing all the things I knew Kim loved to do on my Ipad and I realized I had denied her of all… I had helped mould her into the old woman, the nag and the bore that she had turned into.

What the hell was I doing here! I didn’t even tell my friends goodbye, I walked out of the club into my car.  Kim's call came through and I picked at first ring.

“Kim?” My heart raced

“I know you are not coming home…”

“I am, stay up so we can gist. Been a while” I decided to do everything on that list and to even add many more for the rest of my lifetime with her.

“Are you alright?” She was shocked I suppose

“And I’d like us to go for a birthday party tomorrow. I want you to meet this amazing couple”

“You sound different Dean” she said, sounding puzzled.

“Maybe I’m different” I responded softly, with a lump in my throat.

“Don’t say it! don’t say anything! I'll wait up, when you come we will gist really well” she laughed

She laughed!!! In just that laughter that I hadn’t heard in a while, she sounded like the lady I married six years ago…

That was 2 years ago, and that was the first step towards rediscovery, towards magic. 
Today when I look at my wife and see the love in her eyes for me, I'm truly humbled.
I'm not only more in love with her, I am in awe of her. She is positively glowing and everyone tells me how lovely and sexy she looks.

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