My wife and I getting married on Halloween at St. Patricks in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn.
Credit: Timothy McCorkell | ©Timothy McCorkell
She was as Irish as "Paddy's pig", yet her olive skin glowed with evidence that she had the blood of the Spanish Conquistador's. Her eyes sparkled as she sat by her window and I wondered who this vision of an Angel could be. I wanted to say something, but she was three stories up. When she stood to look at me my heart throbbed wildly with excitement. Her cut off shorts showcased a beautiful pair of legs.
"How could I only be living two blocks away from her and never have noticed her before?" I wondered to myself.
But then sadness crept into my heart when I remembered that I was on Grandma's block and I did everything to avoid walking on her block since she had passed away a few years ago, because I missed her and was so pained whenever I walked on the street where she once lived.
Then I remembered that I was on that street because my Mom had asked me to pick up something at the store that day and I had to pass by there to get to that store. So I continued on to the store and never gave the girl in the window another thought again.
Time passed and I started to feel very lonely soon after my high school sweetheart went to California to become a professional figure skater. A lot of girls liked me but I wasn't very happy dating them because none of them could fill the void.
Determined to search the world for my soul mate I joined the Navy. I met every type of woman that inhabited planet earth. Some were beautiful, some were very bright, but alas, none of them qualified to be my soulmate. Soon after leaving the Navy, I settled down to a mundane life again and very ordinary dating that while being okay, always seemed to lack that special ingredient.
But often times I wondered if there really ever could be a recipe for a soul mate. Was I just a hopeless romantic that was setting a goal that was just forever out of reach. Then I would wonder how I would even know if I found a soul mate.
I thought, "Will a bell go off in my head or something."
"How could I only be living two blocks away from her and never have noticed her before?" I wondered to myself.
But then sadness crept into my heart when I remembered that I was on Grandma's block and I did everything to avoid walking on her block since she had passed away a few years ago, because I missed her and was so pained whenever I walked on the street where she once lived.
Then I remembered that I was on that street because my Mom had asked me to pick up something at the store that day and I had to pass by there to get to that store. So I continued on to the store and never gave the girl in the window another thought again.
Time passed and I started to feel very lonely soon after my high school sweetheart went to California to become a professional figure skater. A lot of girls liked me but I wasn't very happy dating them because none of them could fill the void.
Determined to search the world for my soul mate I joined the Navy. I met every type of woman that inhabited planet earth. Some were beautiful, some were very bright, but alas, none of them qualified to be my soulmate. Soon after leaving the Navy, I settled down to a mundane life again and very ordinary dating that while being okay, always seemed to lack that special ingredient.
But often times I wondered if there really ever could be a recipe for a soul mate. Was I just a hopeless romantic that was setting a goal that was just forever out of reach. Then I would wonder how I would even know if I found a soul mate.
I thought, "Will a bell go off in my head or something."
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