Posted on 07/28/2010 7:28:24 AM PDT by fullchroma
The great love of my life marries today and I am not the groom. I had my chance, a few years ago, but did not realize until too late how fleeting my moment with her was meant to be. Whether it was my fault or hers, and, let's face it, it was probably mine, I will wonder always about the life I might have had with the most loving and loveable woman I have ever known. Sometimes, I finally now understand, love, even crazy love, is not enough. Sometimes, as the romance novelists know, timing is everything.
But today is not a day for remorse. It is not a day for lost causes. Today is a day for celebration. The woman I once promised to keep happy is happy. She tells me she is marrying a wonderful man, with a good heart, whom she believes I would have liked had we met in different circumstances. She lives where she wants to live. She has selected her life's path. All that is left for me to do is to wish her well and to hope that she has made the right choice; that she continues to find in him what she did not find in me. And I am sure he considers himself today the luckiest man on the face of the Earth.
The present I humbly send her today is this column; this public note, this irrevocable display of affection and support and gratitude; this worldly absolution from any guilt or sadness she felt between the time she said no to me and the time she said yes to him.
(Excerpt) Read more at politicsdaily.com ...
Girl, I heard you’re getting married, heard you’re getting married, this time you’re really sure. And this is the end...
Maybe it’s the best thing, maybe it’s the best thing for you... but it’s the worst that could happen to me!
Maybe it has something to do with the fact this guy writes like a poofer.
It would be better for him if he addressed life as though it were football.
He just got stuffed at the line. Live with it.
Huddle up and run another play.
Although the article is completely inappropriate, I understand his grief and sense of loss.
I loved a woman once like that and I lost her too.
It took me 15 years to let go.
This is the beginnings of a great C/W song.
It was a nice tribute to this unknown woman and if she is as he describes her, I’m sure she appreciates it. I’m sure it was heartfelt, but I’m just not that into navel gazing which is what the majority of this article is about. People that try to self psychoanalyze themselve and transpose it into the greater meaning of life are all too self aboorbed for my tastes.
It reminds me of the old movie called Sullivan’s travels with Joel McCrae and Veronica Lake. McCrae plays a director who wants to make a great movie that people contemplate and think on the greater meaning of life. He disguises himself as a hobo and goes out to meet the people to find out what they want. He ends up finding out all they want to do is laugh (this is during the depression) and escape reality a little bit. None of this self absorbed navel gazing stuff. The type of comedies that he’s always done.
and his favorite CDs were in the CD changer. His favorite hat and jacket in the backseat.
I'll bet if her new husband ever bumps into him, he'll punch his lights out for sending a presumptuous love letter on THEIR wedding day.
Leni
Woman: “Melvin, How do you write women so well?
Melvin: “I think of a man, and I cut off his testicles and ...”
What a knob.
If they wanted you to write a toast, they’d have invited you to do so. Its about them, not you. He won. You lost. You write whiny toasts and wallow ... he has sex with your ex-girlfriend. Haha.
SnakeDoc
I’d deeply resent a man who writes such a disturbing column on “MY DAY”. He’s trying to make it all about him. This is not about his love for her. It’s about his love for himself.
So, in 2005, our hero (LOL) was 39 and she was 28.
Is everyone aware of the rule: Half your age plus seven equals the ideal woman? (All you guys are doing the math, aren't you?) She was essentially one year off. I wonder what the age of our intrepid writer's ex is? I bet she would write a different tome about the bride.
Is this from Hillary! to Huma ???
How Not to Congratulate Your Ex on Her Wedding Day
On Saturday, CBS legal correspondent and Politics Daily contributor Andrew Cohen wrote a heartfelt tribute to the love that got away on the occasion of her wedding to someone else. I’ve never had an ex sing my virtues on a massively trafficked Web site, but as someone who’s been dating for almost two decades, I’ve noticed when you date long enough, communications from male exes start to fall into charmingly distinct categories.
There’s the old “how’s our breakup going?” e-mail (usually sent fewer than 24 hours after the event in question), and its sister apologia, a slightly more-thought-out unburdening that can arrive anywhere from two weeks to decades post-termination. (Once, I got a note from someone who’d had a crush on me in 7th grade, apologizing for the emotional harm he’d done at the time.)
http://www.politicsdaily.com/2010/07/26/how-not-to-congratulate-your-ex-on-her-wedding-day/
“and the boat had a 6-pack left in the cooler!”
And a fifth of Jack was in an old tackle box.
Yep, until he outgrows his selfishness (maybe never), the only woman he will land will be a somewhat stupid one.
“And I am sure he considers himself today the luckiest man on the face of the Earth.”
Suckeeeeeeer!
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