Draft Tuesday, September 28, 2021 12:01 AM

Something New, Something else.
About two decades ago, I met the most beautiful person and soul that I have ever seen.
I was a cab driver, and as such, I spent more time behind a steering wheel, than any other thing. It was a good life, but lonely. But I did manager to have a few friends among my clients; one of these was a closing bartender. Each night when she had finished work I would take her home and each night one of us had to provide a joint. On this night, it was my turn, so I followed her into her living room, where there was a red haired, green eyed Angel attempting to make a bed. She was way to intoxicated to hope for success. So my friend says" Hey, Cuz, want to burn one?" Chick looks up, and I fell head over heels. But I was already storing the sight for future fantasy during shower time. No way someone that hot would ever consider dating a man like me. So we smoked a couple and Ieft.
Less than a block away, dispatch tells me, they don't know where I have been, but they want me to come back now. Girl asks if she can ride around with me, as Katrina had forced her to come here but she had no idea where anything was. There was no possibility oof me saying no, as I could not speak.
But turned out she was easy to engage. And before long we were speaking freely. As it happened I had the next three days off, after three years of working 18 hours a day, without a day off, I had no idea what I was going to do.
I told her I was not looking for a wife or a girlfriend, but I had plenty of money and we could party for the next 3 days anyway she would like.
To my surprise, she accepted. I got off 2 hours before the bars reopened. We went to a guy I knew and got a grand's worth of party supplies, went home cleaned up and got f'd up, then went to the bar, where my new friend picked up another young lady to join us. It was a weekend that I could not have hoped for Monday morning came too soon, and I told her that I didn't want to take her home, and she said she didn't want to go back to her cousin's, as that was the closest thing she had to a home.
Now it's 20 years later, and I wouldn't trade that memory for anything, but I wish that it had never happened and really wish it had.had just been a fantasy. We have been married for 10 years, in 4 more days and I don't know if we will make it that long.
I do not put any of the blame on her; it's not her fault that menopause took that part of our life away from us. But, neither is it mine, that I can not go another 8 years without affection from a woman.

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