The New M.E. Generation











The next day at work on a Friday I started thinking about how the situation had unfolded the day before.

I know I did the right thing by turning him down, but I also realized this was probably the last chance of ever seeing him again face to face.

Reality is, the only way to ever finalize the past and present was to confront him and all my emotions.

So, if getting to where he will be is not an option, how about telling him to make a first stop on my end, and then later he continues to his final destination?

‘Hey, I was thinking, how about if you came over first, maybe have some dinner, and then you go?’ text I.

It didn’t take long for him to reply. ‘I thought I needed to resolve my issues with my girlfriend,’ replied he.

‘I know, but this will probably be the last chance we have of seeing each other,’ said I.

‘Yeah, I could do that,’ said he. ‘What time do you get out of work?’

‘No later than 6:30 p.m. What time would you get here?’

‘Around 8:30-9 p.m. Text me your address so I can set it on my GPS.’

It was only about 12 p.m., so it meant he was to leave around 4 p.m. if he wanted to avoid Friday’s traffic jam, especially coming into my city.

I asked him to text me once he was on the road and subsequent locations as his trip advanced.

I kept on working as usual until around 4 p.m. when the local weather decided to work against me when it delivered massive amounts of rain.

It got so dark it looked like it was late at night. Damn, now this means traffic is really going to get bad for me and (hopefully not) for him.

I hurried to finish my work on time and rushed out the door at my usual leave time. The rain had stopped and everyone driving were doing the ‘are we there yet?’.

My plan was to get home, shower and wear something appropriate for the occasion or, better yet, something that really represented who I was and not what he probably still has stuck on his mind about me.

So, what’s is it going to be? How about high school sweetheart turned prom queen diva? Yeah, it’s personal and I’ve got the clothes and shoes to make it happen.

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{December 16, 2013}   Looking Back 24 – Show me the way

The next day I took my high school friend to the airport to take a flight back home.

It was early in the morning and I was still exhausted from my long weekend. Plus, I had to go to work.

I got really sad on the way. We had been living in different locations pretty much after graduating from high school.

We have managed to keep our friendship going throughout the years. But being together on the same place for a few days, like we just did, barely. I know it will probably be many more years before we get to see each other again.

He has been to me something more than just a friend. His guidance and support have been gifts that no one else has given me.

Now he was leaving and for me it was back to facing life on my own again.

Before he entered the airline gate, we hugged each other strongly. I thanked him for everything, which included more than this trip; it was a lifelong gratitude.

He saw how I felt and looked at me saying, “You’re going to be fine. Follow my advice like you’ve always done. It will save you a lot of heartbreak.”

I waited for him to enter the airport and kept looking at the door for a few seconds before driving away.

I kept thinking at what he said and said to myself, ‘Yes, I have to be fine. He has shown me the way and he expects nothing else from me but that.’



After this glorious event, things went back to what they used to be. We kept seeing each other on the beach and in-between classes at school.

The only thing that changed was that he took me to his apartment a couple of times, but nothing that shouldn’t have happened did. It would be during the daytime and his parents would be around.

I think he gave me a ride home a couple of times after school, but don’t remember going for one at night again.

Eventually I gave up on him and started seeing another guy from school, but I never quite took my eyes off of him.

The last times I saw him was during one of my summer college breaks back at home when I was working in a restaurant as a hostess. Among all that we talked he mentioned he was driving limos to make money.

I got to see him the very last at his apartment. He was meeting with another med student and was checking out a microscope he was thinking of buying. He again treated me very respectfully and nothing evolved from there. After the summer was over we both went back to college and that was it.

I guess that was our pattern of behavior; we would meet, had some sparks that quickly vanished and would loose contact all together for good, until now.

So that’s how is it going to be yet again? Guess so.



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