That perfect moment

Some­times you must act imme­di­ately. You have to drop every­thing and act before it’s too late.

I was engaged to a woman for a week, prior to my rela­tion­ship with Heather, that ulti­mately resulted in mar­riage. The one-week engage­ment woman could not say, “Yes!” until it was too late. She took two long months to get off the fence and finally say yes. I gave her a dead­line for say­ing yes, and she couldn’t. On Dead­line Day, I said it was over and began dat­ing Heather. Then she was ready to say yes. So I said yes back. For a week.

I was in agony about her reluc­tance to say yes. In fact, her yes was less than enthu­si­as­tic. I asked my par­ents what to do. They wisely would not advise me, other than to say, “Just lis­ten to your­self.” I did — and I had to call it off.

The win­dow of oppor­tu­nity for the first woman was lost.

My won­der­ful wife had absolutely no hes­i­ta­tions when I asked. With a huge smile, she shouted out, “Yes!!”

So don’t hes­i­tate. (I’m very glad that lady hes­i­tated! And I’m glad Heather did not hesitate.)

The photo is a very weak cap­ture of a moment... This is the morn­ing view of the foothills, vis­i­ble from our front porch. Occa­sion­ally, you can see the morn­ing sun’s reflec­tion in the mirror-covered glass of a dis­tant office build­ing. On a recent morn­ing, there were about ten shiny win­dows. I had never seen more than one. And it looked like sparkly Christ­mas lights. Sadly, my cam­era was not up to the duty of cap­tur­ing the moment.