When Is Enough Just Enough

OK this is a tough story to tell but I will try and do it justice.

Today I was doing the follow up story about an elderly couple who had gone missing last Thursday after a 91st birthday party. So a full week has gone by and nobody had heard from them or knew where they were. The police were searching all over the place and with their helicopter and everything.

Then early at 7am ish we got a report that the couples car was found and so was some unidentified bodies a few kilometers away. Remember the cops have to inform the next of kin before they identify the bodies to the press.

Off we go. In the truck and driving forty kilometers west of Water Valley.. While were getting close to the destination the road turns into a gravel road about four lanes in some places and well maintained for a gravel road. We then came to an immediate stop where the turn off to the site where the car was located. The road we were on went well into the west. Then we turned down the side strip of a road. It was as wide as the truck and in very rough shape and huge puddles and a sheer drop off on the drivers side when going into the bush. The police said the car went seven kilometers into this mess. In spots the truck I was driving only went ten kms because of the ruts and puddles. They were driving an older sedan which would have been terrible bumpy.

In my mind I can't see the reasoning behind ever taking a car this route unless there was a specific reason to do so. It was a one way ticket.

They found the bodies three kms from the vehicle. This makes it all very confusing to some why they would drive that route. But brings into question of what if?

What if they just went for their final drive together into the deep heart of the woods to finish off their lives together. Let me make this clear right now that the examination to this date of writing has not been released yet to the media and from here on out is just speculation.

So my theory is that they had the party. (they didn't clean up anything from the party)And when everyone left they got into their car and just drove as far out into the woods as they could. They spent the night sitting and talking in the car until the gas ran out. And then they took some medication and walked away from the car. And eventually they both dropped. (They were found thirty meters away from each other). This may have been planned for them to be eventually be dragged off by an animal and never seen again by their families. Which may be because they didn't want to live in pain and they didn't want to be a burdon to their families.

I know it's too early to speculate but that is my theory.

So is it right to give those the choice to take their own lives if their suffering greatly outweighs the alternative?

Tough discussion.

That's it for me
Ciao for now

Old Flame

Lets talk about someone in the past. I mean really long time ago. So long I am embarrassed to say. Well maybe like fifteen years. Yeah that's about right.

She was a beautiful redhead who was recently divorced and had some kids from the jackass she split from. She had spunk and fire. And was very sensuous.

That was my first foray at seeing a divorced woman. Pretty cool.We had a lot of fun and cared about each other deeply. And then I was gone. Yup I left to pursue a job out in Banff, working in the kitchen of the Banff Springs hotel.

That never sat great with me that I had to go. I always felt trapped in the little town I was living in. Watching other people trapped in the same town and rotting on the local bar stool wallowing away in their own urine stained clothes talking about what they did in their younger days. And that was just the twenty year olds. Yes the infamous trap of a little town that feels all warm and comfy because you know everyone and know everyone. At the same time they all knew you and your business too. But when in that trap you don't even notice the time slipping away and suddenly it's been two years since you have graduated college and you still aren't working in the field of study you took.

So frustrated I made a tough decision and left. Right or wrong I had to get the heck out and see what was in the rest of the world.

Then this little program that you might have heard of called Facebook comes around and all of a sudden everyone who I knew and barely remember are making friend requests. Accept,accept,accept. All of a sudden I have a ton of friends on this little interweb community. And then the day came that "she" found me. Do you remember when someone from your past tries to get to be your friend and you have some doubt because you don't know why they want to be your friend.

It turned out to be ok and we both grew from that time. Her kids all grew up and now I feel old because when I knew them they were just little. But that is a part of growing up I guess.

But what I didn't realize would happen is the old protective feelings towards her. Wanting to take care of her and be there for her to talk to when she is having a bad day. I guess you never really lose that feeling for the ones you cared for and that would be a shame if it did disappear.

So now communication with her is infrequent but there all the same. And we both probe into each others personal life. Making suggestions and feeling for each other when things are bad.

This leaves me at where I am right now. With her being in a great place with a full life. And she looks in on me from time to time.

So what would you have done? Stay because your comfortable in your small little town. Or Leave because you realize it's slowly strangling you to death? Dramatic I know but you get the picture.

Ciao for now.

The Kissing Date

Up to now things have been going well with the new woman that has come into my life. Were talking and texting. But not too much. Ya know the type that text and call too much and by the end of the week she's moving into your place?

Well This weekend was a good start of things to come. We decided to go to grab a bite to eat then she wanted to see Iron Man 2(I couldn't believe it either). And then a trip out to Cochrane to watch a friend of mine perform at a red neck bar. Side note to this. He's black and this is a red neck bar with young wiggers pretending to be something they are not and the occasional skin head. Did I mention my friend is black? So as you can see some nights could be very interesting indeed.

At this point we talk and smile and have a good time. We haven't held hands or kissed. Just hugged at the end of the one date. I am trying this approach to make sure I don't go to fast for her and myself and to respect her as well. I'm not gonna jump all over her the first chance and turn her off. So innocent approach it is.

The bite and the movie were great. We both had a great time. Then this was the part she took the risk on and allowed me to drive her out to Cochrane. For a single woman it is a risk especially when she knows me but not to the point where she should take great risks. I could have easily driven her out to the country and, well you have an imagination.

So the trust factor is there and she comes along to the bar. And when we get there a hand full of townies are in the bar and my friend and the band started the first set. We sit down with my friends girl and the drummers squeeze. Introductions are made and we have a listen to the band. At this moment something truly out of the annals of the memory banks from when I was single pops out. "Well that's a nice ring you got there." While grabbing her hand and observing a fun piece of jewelry on her hand. And I noticed a smile come across her face and she said its a favorite ring of hers. Then I felt a little squeeze and that was it. That simply was when the hand holding started. At that moment she was looking at our hands and then looked up at me and we looked at each other for a moment. Now in nano seconds I imagined every possible scenario of what may happen if I go for the kiss. That includes getting a drink in my lap and a slap across the face and many combinations of the same humiliation. I thought about it. What the hell I thought. I went for it. BINGO> As I was getting close I noticed her eyes start to close and that was the sign I was waiting for and I completed the hard hurdle from friends to a date. Soft and subtle she kissed me back and DING DING DING she actually enjoyed it.

Don't get me wrong here. I have kissed some women while in the first year of my separation, but this was different some how. I respect her as a woman and fellow person in the media realm. I don't want to go to fast and ruin anything that could pop up(insert joke here).

So first base completed and were holding hands. Great start and farther than we went before. And she seems to be comforted at the fact the awkwardness is now gone at when the kiss would come, or is the person a good kisser? And all I can do is beam with how smoothly that went.

A couple of hours later and were still holding hands and she is ready to leave so she can get a fresh start on the next day. And I am pretty beat myself from the weeks work. So we say our goodbye's to everyone and head out. At this point I am happy that everything has gone so smoothly and just have the ride home and to drop her off at her home.

I pull up at her house and put the car in park. Before I am ready she is right there in my face and were kissing again. This time longer and more of it. I am amazed and delighted that she is receptive to it all. And at the end of a nice session of kissing were both feeling like teenagers and we say our good nights and she get out of the car and goes to her door. Of course I wait and watch and make sure she gets inside alright.

All in all a major success. Home run. Bisket in the basket. In the top shelf where your momma hides the cookies. Our team gave one hundred and ten percent. On and on the saying go.

No major problems and everything went disturbingly well. What the hell?

On the way home I am recalling everything from the evening and thoughts are flashing through my head like crazy. Why was it so smooth? What was I doing right? How come something didn't go wrong? Does this sound familiar to you?

We will part ways at this point til I can figure this one out. I am happy everything went good but like others I wonder why it was so easy and why hadn't it been like that for all the other dates in my life.

Til next time. I might have something more interesting than that for you.