We all know how devoted we can be when we enter into a new relationship. We want to have our significant other love us and for things to remain peaceful and tranquil. She has now become your first priority, and everything pales next to her. You would do most anything to please her, and you spend your days doing exactly that. Until one day, you can reflect on things, and some regrets enter the picture.
This is especially true if you happen to have lived a certain way for a long time, and then get married to a woman who just does not see things in the same light as you do. She expects things from you that you never saw coming. Like parting ways with things that you once held very near and dear to your heart. She simple does not have the understanding to know what this means to you.
She is heading to your new home to get things ready, while you stay behind to clean things up and meet her there later. To have the money needed for this transition, you stay behind to do some odd jobs and haul off the trash. If you do the jobs, you will have enough to cover the move. She counted everything down to the penny.
You give her a kiss goodbye and watch her drive off to your new home. You finish putting things on the truck in your driveway. The lid plops open on one of the boxes and you see, right before you eyes, your best golf instruction book, laying amidst the trash. You can hardly believe it. How could anyone mistake this gem for trash. It is the book that taught you how to golf when your first picked up a club.
It is still fresh in your mind, that you need every penny you can make, so you rationalize sacrificing the book. You make yourself believe it is for the best, and that your past may have to go in order to enjoy your future. After all, she is well worth this small sacrifice. But then, you look again, and a little further down into that box, is that old leather watch that was given to you by your Father because he was so proud of the way you pitched when your little league team won the pennant years ago.
You continue with boxing things up. Two of your most prized possessions were ready to leave your life for good. You feel a little nauseated. You are really in a mild state of shock. Then as you put out the last box, and you are milling around your truck, you pull out a rhodium plated ring that has been hidden in the thumb of a baseball glove.
You realize you are going to be sick. You wonder if there should have been some other way. How many regrets could one person rack up in only a matter of about twenty minutes? Your mind ponders the difference between love and sacrifice, was it all worth it. She would never miss those things, but they meant very much to you. Who really loses? A huge part of your life was just about to disappear forever, and would have been on its way in about twenty minutes. Love can really be cruel sometimes.
