New relationships come equipped with a devotion that is sometimes a bit out of control. You want things to be right between you at all times. She is your top priority, your all, your everything. There is nothing you would not do to please her. And you go about your days doing just that, and then one day it hits you, some regrets have taken root in your mind, and things have gotten away from you.
You have grown accustomed to living a certain way, that has worked out alright until now, with the exception of being a little lonely sometimes. But marriage will change all that. And that makes it worth the little sacrifices here and there. Then without much notice at first, the old man begins to fade away, and this new guy takes over. You have a hard time recognizing him sometimes. Life as you knew it, slowly dissipates and is gone.
The plan is for her to go ahead of you to the new home you bought only a few states away. She will prepare things there, while you finish things up here. Money is tight, so the idea is for you to do a few last odd jobs so you will have enough to make the move. She took everything to be kept with her, and left the things to be thrown out in boxes on the porch.
The next day she kisses you goodbye. She boxed up everything to be thrown away, and says she will see you in three days to start your new life together, and she really loves you. Everything is boxed up. As you start to put the things out on the truck, you notice, there is your best golf instruction book, the one you learned to play from years ago, so dear to your heart, and now put into a box to be thrown away.
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 are a little sick at your stomach, as you try to carry on with the packing. It seems almost like a mild form of shock. You almost lost, in only minutes, two extremely important parts of your life. As you grab an old baseball glove from the last box, a rhodium plated ring falls out. You instantly recognize it as the ring they presented you with at a ceremony held in your honor from the boys club. It was to honor you for ten years of loyal service in working with the kids in your community.
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.
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