hindsite is always 20/20.....
i will try to make this short and sweet, its just a thought i had. watching a movie tonight that i have not seen in a long, long time. i said that in my previous post tonight, but i had a conversation with a friend of mine that prompted this post. when i first saw this movie, i was so full of hopes and dreams. i was so young then, so optimistic, and i was deeply in love. been blessed to have been that in love twice. so this movie im talking about will always symbolize that time and those memories for me. they are treasured. sometimes you remember things so clear as day and the memories are so vivid, they never fade.
im not sure i really want to post the details, not all of them. i dont think shed like to be so famous, and i cannot blame her. this blog is mine, and mine alone and she bears no responsibility for its content and i will respect her privacy. however, im sure she will know who i am talking about because i am as sure as i am that the sun will rise tomorrow that she felt the same then as i did and remembers it the way i do. but sorry everyone, the who and the where are mine and hers alone, and i will not share. i know i know, you are curious, and i cannot help that, but i must repect her privacy and to tell you the truth, some things are so deep in the heart they must remain private. and so shall it be.
i will give only a brief few details though. i was never so excited about summer. i was so happy, so full of wonder and amazement at what the world had in store for us. everything seemed so new and wonderful and beautiful. i can remember the flowers in the preserve we went to on our first date, and how i came to find out her favorite flower was the sunfower. sonnenblume. i can remember hearing the words 'I Love You' in german for the first time. i can remember, that summer like few other times in my life. only one other person has made my life so alive, so rich and so valuable, so worth living. but that was the first time id ever felt that way. the first time i had ever been in love. truly, not puppy love. i loved her with my entire heart. i would have gone to the end of the world be with her, even if only for a little while. and i did. i did many, many times. no regrets. that summer was one of the best times of my life, and i regret that it had to end. i wish i could go back and live forever in that summer. i do. i often think about it and i often wonder at what might have been.
i can still remember her beautiful auburn hair and her pretty eyes and smile. i can remember the first time i saw her too. i will never ever forget that moment so long as i live. few moments in my life have ever been so wonderful, so terrifying, so amazing. it was magic. that year will always be one of the best years of my life, and i will always look back on it and wish it was still 1997.
george hincapie and the brand new US Postal Cycling team were challenging for a day, just one day, in the yellow jersey in france. i was a freshman in college with high hopes and dreams. i had a crummy job, a crappy car, and no money. i was so young. i was so very young, we both were. 18 years old! it seems like so long ago. and that movie came out. i will still forever think of her when i hear the name, when i see the movie, i would not, could not have seen it with anyone else. the movie i saw tonight, the movie that reminded me of all this, of the way the grass smelled when it was fresh cut, the look of the sleepy little town, every single mile of the way to her front door and back having her in my arms, the movie that reminds me of every last memory of it is 'Titanic'. well anyhow, she knows im thinking about her, and she knows how i feel. maybe it will make her feel better to remember, just the way it makes me feel better just remembering what that time was like. the way we were, the way we loved. i will never forget 1997, and i will always remember the movie titanic for that summer, and for her.
ev
im not sure i really want to post the details, not all of them. i dont think shed like to be so famous, and i cannot blame her. this blog is mine, and mine alone and she bears no responsibility for its content and i will respect her privacy. however, im sure she will know who i am talking about because i am as sure as i am that the sun will rise tomorrow that she felt the same then as i did and remembers it the way i do. but sorry everyone, the who and the where are mine and hers alone, and i will not share. i know i know, you are curious, and i cannot help that, but i must repect her privacy and to tell you the truth, some things are so deep in the heart they must remain private. and so shall it be.
i will give only a brief few details though. i was never so excited about summer. i was so happy, so full of wonder and amazement at what the world had in store for us. everything seemed so new and wonderful and beautiful. i can remember the flowers in the preserve we went to on our first date, and how i came to find out her favorite flower was the sunfower. sonnenblume. i can remember hearing the words 'I Love You' in german for the first time. i can remember, that summer like few other times in my life. only one other person has made my life so alive, so rich and so valuable, so worth living. but that was the first time id ever felt that way. the first time i had ever been in love. truly, not puppy love. i loved her with my entire heart. i would have gone to the end of the world be with her, even if only for a little while. and i did. i did many, many times. no regrets. that summer was one of the best times of my life, and i regret that it had to end. i wish i could go back and live forever in that summer. i do. i often think about it and i often wonder at what might have been.
i can still remember her beautiful auburn hair and her pretty eyes and smile. i can remember the first time i saw her too. i will never ever forget that moment so long as i live. few moments in my life have ever been so wonderful, so terrifying, so amazing. it was magic. that year will always be one of the best years of my life, and i will always look back on it and wish it was still 1997.
george hincapie and the brand new US Postal Cycling team were challenging for a day, just one day, in the yellow jersey in france. i was a freshman in college with high hopes and dreams. i had a crummy job, a crappy car, and no money. i was so young. i was so very young, we both were. 18 years old! it seems like so long ago. and that movie came out. i will still forever think of her when i hear the name, when i see the movie, i would not, could not have seen it with anyone else. the movie i saw tonight, the movie that reminded me of all this, of the way the grass smelled when it was fresh cut, the look of the sleepy little town, every single mile of the way to her front door and back having her in my arms, the movie that reminds me of every last memory of it is 'Titanic'. well anyhow, she knows im thinking about her, and she knows how i feel. maybe it will make her feel better to remember, just the way it makes me feel better just remembering what that time was like. the way we were, the way we loved. i will never forget 1997, and i will always remember the movie titanic for that summer, and for her.
ev
posted by eversman at 8:21 PM
1 Comments:
How easily a person can be taken back to a time when life was so carefree and amazing. If only things were that simple again. Thank you for the memory, and you are right, it did help me feel better. To know that every little thing has stuck with you all these years means more than you could ever know. It was an incredible summer and one that I will never forget.
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