W had informed me she had plans until Sunday, but would come in then. No big deal, at least I thought at the time, I had weekend plans anyway.
Friday night, got off work and went on a long drive into the country. Stopped at one of the 50 best barbecue places in Texas, love it when I can make it out there. Then got some work done for job #2 and hit the gym. It's a super nice gym I rarely make it out to, I really need a higher membership to get in but they haven't given me problems yet. There are TV screens and iPhone docks on every machine. Watched March Madness, great stuff. Also, an old movie "40 First Dates" came on. W and I went an watched it our first Valentines Day in 2004. I was surprised how much it got to me, I was bawling in the gym.
It's the one where Drew Barrymore has a head injury and loses her memory every night. I remember reviews at the time comparing it to Groundhog Day. Her dad and brother are very suspicious of the Adam Sandler character (familiar), and think he should leave her alone because of her injury. She eventually overhears how he's giving up a dream of sailing to Antarctica to be with her every day, and decides to tear him out of her journal and forget about him. Ouch. He honors her choice and even helps her burn the pages. Several painful scenes where he runs into her and she has no memory of him.
Finally, he decides to leave on his sailing trip, but turns around at the last second. She still doesn't remember him, but has been dreaming about him every night and painting pictures, having no idea who he was.
The scene I really remembered was the end. In spite of all the obstacles they made the life together they always wanted. "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" playing. What a beautiful scene.
When we first watched that movie I had no idea how bad things would get. It's painful to think of how W's as headaches deteriorated, wrecked our finances and our dreams, instead of supporting her I just got angry. I couldn't understand what was going on. Really, I was most angry at God. I still am, but I'm starting to believe He has a plan in all of this craziness.
Great day of disc golf Saturday, worked on my place for a while, then went to watch boss #2 do a standup routine. He really did an incredible job. He performed to a packed theater and held his own with the pros. He's an example to me of chasing dreams and never giving up.
Sunday morning, had a fantastic time playing at church, everyone said how much they missed me the last month. Left church and called W twice, texted "are you driving?" No response. I started to wonder if she was coming all the way from Houston. Then a text that she was still on schedule for 1:00. Ran home and finished cleaning my place just in time for W to pull in.
At her idea, we went to a beautiful place on the lake with live music and bottomless mimosas. I had a few too many LOL. Next door is a Bass Pro that we love to visit together, especially the camping section.
I told W about seeing the movie again, and she said "that's like me, with my head." She got sad. "If I could wipe my memory every night I'd be a happier person".
We headed back to the house, and she really enjoyed seeing what I've done with the place. We took a nap, with some great ML first, and the whole thing felt fantastic. I woke up and let her sleep for a little longer, then grabbed her phone by mistake. It was right next to mine. A text flashed on the screen. Now I remember why they call it a bomb. Need to finish some job #2 work and head to job #1, will write more later.
Me: 30 W: 28 T 8, M 6 S: 7-27-2007 W filed (again) 3-2011 Served 8-2011 Responded, now dark "I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear" MLK
