I once had a conversation with a family friend that has stuck with me ever since.

It was a year or so ago, and we were sitting outside sipping on some beer when he began to tell me about his life during college. I myself was just beginning my college experience, so I listened intently. He went on to explain how he was slacking in school, partying and drinking too much, getting in fights, etc. I took another sip of my beer, thinking to myself that this sounded like fun.

Although, he grew very serious as he explained that during this time, he met his current wife. Putting his beer down now, he stared at me and I could hear in his voice just how hard this was for him to talk about.
 
“Once I started dating her, I realized I was at a crossroads where I needed to make a choice between a life of joy, fulfillment, and passion… or prison.”

He seemed on the verge of tears at this point as he nodded his head in the direction of his wife, who was sitting nearby.

“And I chose prison.” 


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71 thoughts on “The Crossroads 

  1. Wow I got sucked in and blown out as bubbles.
    Now I think myself lucky my wife no troubles
    Forty eight years of bliss sure an occasional hiss
    Do it all again oh yes no need to twist my wrist

    Mick

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  2. That is funny as hell. I’ve been married 25 years and although sometimes it feels like a prison, when she lets me out I do enjoy it. There’s something comforting about having chosen my own prison and realizing it’s not all bad. And, bonus, she’s still beautiful and when not pushing the rage buttons, great to be around. Thanks for the invitation and your encouragement.

    ~Deon

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