Missed opportunities

I realized something over the weekend; if I had been a little more patient (no pun intended), I might could have wound up married to a doctor.

During the time I was dating the woman now my wife, she and I split up. I began dating a girl, who was about 7-8 years younger than I, and was a former gymnast on my high school's team (that alone was crazy to give up). This gymnast and I went out several times, and I liked her a lot, but wound up back with the lady who is my wife.

I learned later that miss gymnast was going to school to be a doctor; when all that crashed down on me this weekend, I thought "look at what you poetentially gave up! you could have had this brown-haired gymnastics beauty giving you exams for the rest of your life, both real and erotic!"

I have to be honest though...though she seemed upset when I told her I was getting married, the gymnast herself would wind up married only about a year later. So either she was two-timing me, or I was standing in the way of a better relationship for her.

As for my current situation, I aeriously can't complain...though my wife is not into medfet, and doesn't know I am, she is a godly woman and a good mother to our child- I still believe I made a great choice. Yet, I know miss gymnast to be the same, and for the briefest of moments this weekend, I wondered what my life would have been like if things had gone the other way. Part of me, given the way the job situation has gone, is NOT sure I'd want to know...I don't know that gymnast would have been as loyal, being so much younger.

I'm right there with both of you on this topic. I try to avoid it, but I do sometimes find myself playing the "what if" game where the "med play partner/man I was meant to be with" is concerned.

I was telling one of my oldest and dearest friends about him the other day and I heaved a deep sigh and said "Oh I wish I had met him earlier so we could have more time together." She came right back with, "Honey, you weren't meant to meet him before now. You weren't ready for a relationship like this, everything before now was preparation for this." And I realized that she is absolutely right; he and I share exactly the same interests and "kink", we think alike (except for politics and college football) and we are sympatico on so many different levels. It took us both this long to get "here", and so the timing is, indeed, just right.

Isn't Karma a great thing?

Play On!

LadyDoc

I don't really believe in "miss opportunities". Life takes its own course and we allways do the best we can. So give yourself a chance!

Mash, I'd have to agree with you. My wife and I, even during the toughest times, when we're on the same page - we've been through so much, I tend to think there's nobody better. Like you said, it just feels right. I do wish though that I'd known about my own interest in this "fetish" while dating the gymnast...might have given myself a bit more time with her.

Back to my wife...she's been convinced that because I snore, I must have sleep apnea. No, I have horrible sinuses. But she and I had made a pact that if things did not get better (this back in the Spring) that we would have to make some critical choices, including her leaving me because I would not go and get tested for it.

I still am not getting tested for it. Why, you ask? Because I believe that I've solved the problem...at least on nights when I'm not too wound up to sleep.

I bought one of those snore reducing pillows...and while it doesn't cut it all out, it reduces the noise enough that she can sleep without earplugs (I know I'm loud, woke myself up once), and I get to sleep for four -five hours face mask free. I watched my father die with one of those bipap masks attached to his face, and I simply am not gonna wear one. Point one, we don't have the insurance, or money to cover it. It may eventually be the end of our marriage, but for now the pillow is doing the job and we're both pretty happy with the situation!

So, when great minds think alike, good can come out of it, is my point. Which is why I know we're good for each other. But like I said, damn, just thinking about being the patient of this former gymnast can get me fired up....and I hate that I never knew - possibly - what it was to be examined by her,or to make love to her, for as brazen as that is!