I usually write about my dating mishaps that for the most part end in a humours way, however this story you are about to embark on is not all that humours, at least not from my perspective.
I was 15 years old and I had a crush on this boy named Greg (his real name). Greg was a year older than I, and for the two years that I had this crush he barely noticed me or said more than 10 words to me.
If you have read anything about me you will know I never dated in high school or University for that matter, and I met my future husband at 23, so yeah, not a lot of dating experience.
Greg was one of those cool guys that did not even know he was cool, which made him even cooler, also he was good looking but if one told him that he probably would be embarrassed you told him so. He was not and still isn’t all that tall, but he had a smile that would light up a room and the kindest eyes, at least I thought so. He was on the soccer team, honour role guy, and owned a beat up GMC truck…hahah.
For two years I suffered in silence and hoped he would notice me, instead he ended up dating a girlfriend of mine, which for me well again my heart broke a little.
When he graduated and I still had another year of high school I went on as life does, but still I did not date, not like I had any offers anyway, I was not the party girl so guys never asked me out. I spent most my time on my sports, getting good grades and reading , lol.
As time went on I forgot about Greg until one day I came face to face with him. I was now 21.
I had just gotten back from Waterton where I spent the summer working as a waitress at the Prince of Wales Hotel to make money to pay for university.
It was Sept and I had just gotten my class schedule and I was heading over the hockey rink to meet with Jack who was the coach for the Mt A Mounties hockey team. I ran the canteen at the hockey rink since the former gal graduated the year previous. I had worked at the canteen on hockey nights for a couple years now. For the record I worked because I did not have rich parents and paid my own way through university.
Just as I arrived at the rink ( there was a game later in the evening) I noticed a guy watching the boys practice and thought nothing of it until he turned around. It was Greg.
He could not have looked more handsome if he tried, jeez. He smiled at me, I think I said hi, but right then my thoughts were interrupted as Jack arrived to discuss a few things as we needed to hire a couple girls for the season. When I looked back Greg was gone.
I thought about that day afterwards oh well.
Years pass and I thought little of Greg until May of this year, nearly 40 years later after the first time I met him.
I was busy with doing research on a company and the person I was going to meet with had the exact same name which is why I thought of him.
I looked up Greg and yup he does exist and shot him a message. We chatted a bit and I was lamenting that I have not been on a vacation in 6 years and I miss the maritimes, the beach, lobster…etc.
He said, you should do it, book a trip, it will do you good. I put thought to that and said, I don’t have a job, how can I go on vacation, but I did.
I said, to hell with it. I had been stressing, because I had been doing a lot of interviewing yet still did not land a job yet, covid had been hard for me to find a job.
It was in August that I decided to book 2 weeks back east and did it. I booked a cute little cottage on the water and also decided to go to PEI for the day as it had been a long time since I had been on the Island.
I told Greg this and he said hey, let me know the day you come to the Island and I will show you around. What, really, ok..is all I said.
Keep in mind I have not seen this person in over 30 years, and I had the biggest crush on him for 2 years.
I booked this awesome little Inn, yup, this sounds like it is right out of a Hallmark movie, not kidding. Little town girl moves away to the big city to come back and stay in the little country Inn. Complete with fireplace. Not kidding the room was huge, living room with a fireplace, 4 poster bed, all of it. Spending the day with a boy she had a crush on nearly 40 years ago. All that is missing is I have to save the town from something and fall in love with boy. However real life is not like that.
He did show up looking, you guessed it just as handsome as ever, minus no hair, but who cares. He still had that smile and kind eyes. We went for a walk, he is divorced, 2 kids, retired from the RCMP.
We then had lunch at this great little pub and explored (my favourite ) old bookstores, yes I love books.
He then bought me an ice cream. This story is all true, I know it does indeed sound false but nope. He was remarking how much he had never tried a waffle cone and now that he has he will never go back to a regular cone.
When the day ended, I thanked him, here is the catch in the story. Greg may be divorced and had been for a few years, but he recently met a girl and they had been dating a few months. Awww, that is how life works. Was I actually hoping, not really, I mean we could not possibly live further away from each other, and a kind man like Greg does not stay off the market for long.
I said good bye and we messaged each other a bit after I got back home but then I ended the communication, why do you ask? I feel it would not be fair to the lovely lady I am sure he is dating.
So I said to Greg. Greg you grew into the man I knew you would become, you are kind, courteous, and a real gentlemen. It would not be fair for us to communicate further. I am glad that my instincts all those years ago were right and you are a great guy and Isabel is a very lucky lady to have you in her life.
I wish you all the happiness in the world I just wish it were me or that one day I find someone just like you.
He said Nancy I too wish you all the best and happiness in this world, you are a lovely person and I am glad we officially met.
So that was that, it does not end with him running to my door with flowers, but I am glad we did meet and had a lovely day.
Want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas