Pensacola

I attended Pine Forest high School there, my senior year – 1978, met the love of my life, and graduated early. He started fooling around once I wasn’t there, but we remained friends. We then moved away and ended up back in Toledo.
He called me and asked me to come back down and us try again in 1979 or 80 (I think – it’s gets fuzzy there..) and we lived together in an aitstream trailer for a couple years, then broke up and I came back to Toledo again. THEN He called me and asked me to marry him on the phone. I still loved the guy all that time and it was my dream come true for a while. We married as I returned to Pensacola in 1981. We were married until 1986 when we divorced under poor conditions but still remained friends. I moved back home again. he called me AGAIN and begged me to come back and try to work it out, but this time I said no. I regret this now, as I still love him. He remarried and has a child now and a very nice wife. i promised my best friend at the time I last left that I would come back as soon as I got on my feet. I never have. She doesn’t think much of me anymore and I’m sure I hurt her. I’d give anything to be able to sell my house and move back, but with the hurricanes, I have to have a substantial savings put away that I couldn’t touch to be sensible about moving back. I miss the beach and all my friends there, terribly, but I know that I would always be “looking” to bump into “him” and restart our lives together. I think me being here is for the best. One of these days I want to go back and visit again. I went in 1999 when I spread my mothers ashes over the Gulf of Mexico, and haven’t been able to swing the money to go back since. The sugary white sands and the sound and smell of the Gulf have a way of changing your outlook on everything.