Have you ever had the chance or wished to have had the chance to talk with someone you cared for ?


I had that opportunity the other day. I had to take my car in for an estimate (long story) and went into the waiting room of the dealership. There he was, a man I had been involved with in 1987. We cared for each other and the *** was fantastic. It's a long story why we didn't continue the relationaship. I haven't talked with him since 1992.

Anyway, he said my name and came over. Put his hand on my arm and said it was nice to see me. We went into his office to talk. He asked about my life now, the children (he had known Carrie but didn't know that she was gone now..) Asked about my husband, how we met, etc.. He talked about the woman that he had recently started seeing. John even brought up some of the past...when we would go to the beach, or to a club. It wasnt' focused on the "us" part..but of good times.

We talked for about 30 minutes that day. He has never married... and I realized that if I were single...that we would probably get together again. I could see it in his eyes also. But..he's not the type to try to interfere with my marriage.


It was great to talk with him again on the level we did.

Has anyone else had this opportunity in their lives?

I can relate.

There was this guy I dated back in '89-'90. We had a lot of fun together and really genuinely cared for each other. But, we realized that we were better as friends then as a couple. We did, however say that if neither one of us was married ten years from then, we'd get back together and see what happens. Well, of course, I got married in '93. His birthday is 3 days before mine. On my birthday in '94 he called me to tell me Happy Birthday. I hadn't talked to him in about 4 years. My husband threw a fit about me talking to him, so I hadn't talked to him since.

My mom ran into him way back in March and told him I'd be visiting OKC in June. He gave her his number for me. I called him when I was there and he came right over to visit. We ended up going to a neighborhood bar (my sister also met us there) and talked until 2:00 in the morning.

He is married but separated, no children. He absolutely adored mine, though they didn't really remember him. I realize that I still care for him on some level. I do know that if Greg and I were ever to separate, I would go to him (if he was single). He called me the other day (on his birthday) but I think I made him feel uncomfortable about calling me. He said he'd call on mine, but didn't. I don't want to lose contact with him completely again, but I don't want Greg to ever think that I would cheat on him.

So, yeah, Jana, I know how that goes. :lol:

Originally posted by LOSTNTHE80S
Have you ever had the chance or wished to have had the chance to talk with someone you cared for ?

Has anyone else had this opportunity in their lives?

Considering I am 23, there aren't that many people in my past to begin with. I always figured I can be found if anyone was looking for me. In any case, I have not really thought of talking to anyone I cared for, but that might have to do with us not caring for each for each other in the first place... then and now.

Still, it is neat to read of other people who experience something like this.

Sounds like a nice place to visit. Maybe it was to show you the way things could have been, or to appreciate the way things are now....

I've been with my husband since 2 months before I turned 17....I guess that kind of connection in the past is beyond my ken. ;)

I met an ex-boyfriend that I had dated for a few years back in the early 90's for some cocktails a few weeks ago, and there was something about the way we looked at each other and our body language that tells me we felt a little bit of something left over from the past.... However, we will always be just friends and nothing more, which is totally fine by me. Our personalities didn't jive as a couple back then and probably never would in the future. But it felt good to see him again after all these years and to chat about our lives now. :)

I sort of have something like that going on over the last 23 years.

My first real girlfrind when I was 14, she dumped me when I was 17 and started going out with the town hood (who she ended up marrying). She was really a bad girl, way out of my league, nothing but trouble but she was fun.

Over the next 20 years it's been a love hate relationship. We only run into each other every couple of years, but I get to hear all the gossip about her cheating, and her husband (also an aquantance of mine) getting busted and them declaring bankruptcy etc. Yeah I'm immature because I enjoy hearing the bad news about her. I also hear that she always asking questions about what I'm up to and who I'm seeing etc. however if we ever end up at the same party we end up spending the night talking to each other and joking around or we can get into an argument insulting each other.

A few years ago I really pissed her off, when a couple friends and I were out drinking with her husband (the town drunk) . he was so hammered and passed out, so we took him back to their trailer, stripped him down to his underwear, and wrote all over him with lipstick things like "I like little boys" and left him on their front lawn.

She was furious, but seems to get over it..... She's one person I'm some glad I'm not with cause she's nothing but a headache, but when we meet theirs something about her that drives me crazy ( if that makes any sense)

I think that if we had had more time together..something might have come of us. We didn't have the time to actually build a more steady relationship since we just decided that we shouldn't continue (very long story..someone I had broken up with wouldn't leave us alone) so it's not like we broke up.

I think that things were supposed to be how they are now. Joe is a wonderful husband and father. I couldn't ask for a better friend than I have in him.

At the time...we were both in our 20's (in 1987) ..now we are 43 and almost 41. I'm not going to act upon anything. Something inside of me is shouting to just "stay away"..but on the other hand...something is wanting to make up some excuse to go see him again. My car will more than likely have to be fixed at the dealership so I will see him again. Luckily..he lives in a neighboring town..so the chances of running into him in the store or when we're out are slim.

I think I just need to get this out of my system.

Well, I guess I'm just going to have to read about everybody elses adventures because I don't have any.

Now you know, Jana.....You're gonna have to tell us the long story about your car, dear! ;)

:) OK..the car. I took the kids to the park in another town several weeks back. We stayed there for a while and were ready to leave when the car wouldn't start. No electric, etc... (it turned out to be a minor problem in the steering column which my husband fixed himself) but we have towing insurance so I called my mom to come pick us up and called to toll free number for the insurance. It was a hot day ..our ride was arriving in about 20 min. and I couldn't very well stay with the car. I specifically told them where I was leaving the key.

Anyway... the insurance company didn't tell the towing company where I had left the key(They should have looked in the most obvious place ). We're trying to find out if it's possible to put the model of vehicle into neutral without the key... (thinking they might have put stress on the transmission..) and also...the a**clowns hooked the cable to the wrong part of the car and bent both front rear rods. I forget exactly what their called...but everytime I hit a small bump..the car sounds and feels like it's falling apart. I've had this car a year...it was drivin maybe 30 miles a week by my aunt for 8 years. It was in perfect shape nearly.

There were only 3 places in the area that had the (not exactly sure on this next part) 4 wheel drive rear suspension machine that would be able to fix it... (something like that) and the insurance place needed 2 estimates... the only other place..I would have had to drive 4 miles down a country road to get to... a BUMPY country road at that! :lol:

Originally posted by LOSTNTHE80S
Something inside of me is shouting to just "stay away"..but on the other hand...something is wanting to make up some excuse to go see him again.

This is exactly how I feel, too. It's a good thing we're several states away from each other.


I think I just need to get this out of my system.

I agree. I've been wanting to post about my feelings here, but didn't want anyone to think that I was unhappy in my marriage. It's anything but! However, sometimes I just can't help but think about what could have been. C'est la vie.

Very true Jen...I don't want anyone to think that I'm unhappy either. I've just been sort of...I don't know how to put it..confused maybe (?) I mean..Joe and I have been married 10 years now and I love him very much.

It might be different if John hadn't aged so gracefully :lol:

Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried

We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged

Went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how

She said she'd married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didn't like to lie

I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I
Saw doubt or gratitude

She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another 'auld lang syne'

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away

Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain

:lol: Cal. The whole time I was posting, I was thinking about that song.

CAL...I have always loved that song :)

That sort of reminds me of another story...a shorter one ok? :)

There was a guy named Mike that I sort of went out with a couple of times. He left for a while and returned to town after about a year. We happened to run into each other at the liquor store and wound up out on a country road, sharing our beers, talking about old times, (all completely innocent...), and he mentioned that that was one of his favorite songs. :) Years later: Mike and my husband work together :lol:

Oh Cal! That song really hits home with me. I saw an ex boyfriend , the one I had a huge thing for all thru high school on Christmas Eve in my store. We're only open for a few hours on that day and he came walking in with his dad. I almost died. He had no idea it was my shop. He still looked great too! These stories are fun! :D

uhhhhh..... what song is that? it doesn't even ring a bell for me

Originally posted by app4dstn
uhhhhh..... what song is that? it doesn't even ring a bell for me

It's "Auld Lang Syne" by Dan Fogleberg. It's a really pretty song, you should check it out sometime. :)

The song is "Same Auld Lang Syne".:)

A couple years ago I was pumping gas at a station, and the guy at the pump across from me kept staring at me. I tried to act like I didn't notice, but then he came walking over to me and said "Allison?". I looked at him good then, and it was an old boyfriend from the end of high school. It wasn't anything really serious back then. (I won't post the lyrics, but the song that would most appropriately describe our relationship at the time was "Night Moves" by Bob Seger.:naughty: ) It was fun to see him again 'tho. There was something about seeing him that just brought back the fun memories and made my heart race all funny again. It's not at all like I was interested in getting back with him because he was very bad news, but just a lot of fun. We had a good visit, and went on our way. I found out he lived not too far away from me at the time and kind of hoped I'd run into him again, but I haven't yet and it's been another seven years. I'm sure it's for the best this way 'tho.;)

Wow, I'll live vicariously through you guy's. :) There isn't really anyone from my past that i'd like to see.