Anything But Mine in General

Truth be told this song reminds me of Lana. Just one night. Desperately holding on.

I occasionally wonder if it possible to fall in love while you are intensely miserable. I met Lana on the beach in Pensacola. It was a sweet experience. I was at the end of AOCS, and separated from X1. We were just broken toys holding onto each other. She was from Polaski, Tennessee. I occasionally write about that weekend.

We sat in the warm water, her in front of me and me holding on. And we talked and talked.

By now I should be seeing the pattern. I am fairly easy to talk with. And I can generally pull stories out of people.

We held on, and held on until the sun was coming up and I had to got back to base and she had to go back to Tennessee.

The magic of that time has never left me.

Fast forward.

Something like 13 years ago we were listening to this CD on the Christmas trip from Maryland to Maine. I asked X2 if she thought the singing character and Mary ever got back together.

She didn’t even pause.

She just said “No.”

I should have known. For someone who reveled in magic and romanticism such a dismissal should have been a clear indication.

I should have just divorced her and taken the orders to Bagdad. Dropped the kids with my folks and stayed in the Navy.

Who knows, I might have even made O-6. I might have wrangled myself into the job as the Chief Staff Officer at the wing. I could have flown EA-18Gs.

Whatever. Not the path I took.

And had I, I would have never met Audrey.

So I suppose everything happens for a reason.

I love you like the ocean.

Last updated December 29, 2016