I met someone mid-flight and we immediately hit it off. Rather than try to keep in touch, we imagined what our lives would have been like if we were together. It was almost as good.
I also met a guy on a plane. He was easy to spot because he was the last one to board. Flight attendants rushed him to his seat and off we went. I stole glances at him when I got up to stretch my legs. Right before we landed, he plopped down on the seat next to mine and asked me what I thought of the movie. Even though we lived on different coasts, I gave him my number and then lost sight of him in the crowd at JFK. That was 30 years ago & our kid just started her senior year in film school. The movie? A Simple Twist of Fate, a heart warmer with a happy ending.
Katharine's brief story of a brief romance could not be more perfect. Full measure of what might have been, had either pursued it. Wisely, they let perfect be enough. Memories to last a lifetime. Love the way she told the tale, not a word wasted and the ending was immensely satisfying. To be redundant, perfect. Bravo, Ms. Coldiron.
Oh my gosh, I loved this so much! So many of us have this delectable chance encounters (including myself) but you've managed to tell your story in a way that makes me think so fondly of my own perfect evening in NYC. (Although I think the guy I met, who told me he was leaving the next day to go to medical school in Australia, was totally lying and probably living with his girlfriend!)
I also met a guy on a plane. He was easy to spot because he was the last one to board. Flight attendants rushed him to his seat and off we went. I stole glances at him when I got up to stretch my legs. Right before we landed, he plopped down on the seat next to mine and asked me what I thought of the movie. Even though we lived on different coasts, I gave him my number and then lost sight of him in the crowd at JFK. That was 30 years ago & our kid just started her senior year in film school. The movie? A Simple Twist of Fate, a heart warmer with a happy ending.
Katharine's brief story of a brief romance could not be more perfect. Full measure of what might have been, had either pursued it. Wisely, they let perfect be enough. Memories to last a lifetime. Love the way she told the tale, not a word wasted and the ending was immensely satisfying. To be redundant, perfect. Bravo, Ms. Coldiron.
I really enjoyed this. It was sweet - in a good way, not a cloying way - and honest. Real.
Also. I’m glad you quit smoking!
Oh my gosh, I loved this so much! So many of us have this delectable chance encounters (including myself) but you've managed to tell your story in a way that makes me think so fondly of my own perfect evening in NYC. (Although I think the guy I met, who told me he was leaving the next day to go to medical school in Australia, was totally lying and probably living with his girlfriend!)