My life was a mess. I was going down roads no man should be traveling. I didn’t care what happened to me or what happened to anyone around me. The only reason I went to work was because I needed money to have fun later that night. My life was a downward spiral and no matter what people said to me, It didn’t matter. I was a waste of space, a burden on everyone around me. I was bored and I was going to have a great time even if that time great time included me hurting everyone around me.
There I was working one random Thursday in April when I happen to look out into the restaurant and saw a memory of mine that was sitting at table 52. I asked my friend Kory to ask her if her name was Jessica. Jessica was a friend of mine from middle school. We lived on the same block but we kind of lived our own lives, she had her friends and I had mine, occasionally we would hang out and have fun but nothing more than that. As the years moved on so did we, she went her way in life and I went mine.
After Kory came back with the news that it was her, I built up enough courage to go talk to her. It was the usual talk for people of haven’t seen each other for over ten years, awkward at first but comfortable after awhile. Before they left and after a few margaritas we exchanged phone numbers. I found out that she was recently divorced and had a three year old daughter named Blaise. After a few days she called me because she was tired of waiting on me to call. For the next couple of weeks we got to know each other better and slowly all my friends were disappearing because I was spending every waking moment with Jessica.
Slowly being with Jessica I realized that I wasn’t living the life I was meant to live. I was meant to do more than party every night and just be a waste of space. I asked her and Blaise to move in with me and at first she was hesitant to but eventually came around. And from that day I finally realized that there was more to life then myself. Even though we had only been dating for a few short months I knew what I wanted for the first time in my life.
Over the next few years we would eventually get married and grow our family with another daughter named Layla. We bought our first house to get and shared many good and bad memories over the course of our relationship but we always seem to find our way back to one another. I really don’t know where I would be in life if Jessica would have never came into my work, or if She didn’t get tired of waiting for me to call. I’m still far from perfect, but I am a lot better that she did.
