Her name was Daphne. She was a nursing student at the university. We met during my sophomore semester while waiting for coffee at the place all students called “The Hive”. I still feared commitment after the failed engagement, so I passed up the chance to pursue this beauty.
Now it is forty years later. Daphne is at the counter, buying something, not just for her but for her four grandchildren, it seems. They are happily bouncing around, enjoying the time with their grandma.
I stare at my perpetually bare ring finger, wondering about what could and perhaps should have been. It was not the first time I had lamented this fact.
Joe's Musings 
I find myself doing this and so, I add more and more regrets to the list.
When you can try turning the regret into a positive thought so you can turn the tables on those pesky ideas. Thanks for reading and I hope you will come back again.
Hi Joe, a sad story of missed opportunities, I’m glad it’s not true!
I just commented on another blog that I couldn’t access your link. You’ve linked to the ‘edit’ mode of your page – so only you can see it. The rest of us get an error message – I had to go in the long way. Rochelle should be able to fix it.
i am glad you finally got to read it. Thanks for that and for the comment. If we write and no one reads it seems pointless.
Actually I’m not able to fix it. You have to fix it Joe. The only way I got here was to backspace to where it was just Joeowensblog.wordpress.com. This brought me to your blog and I scrolled down to find your Friday Fictioneers story. However you should be able to x out your link and start over. If there’s no red x I can delete the post that doesn’t work.
Now having said that. Go to the top of his page…highlight the addy then Ctrl C then go to the link tool. Go to the white space for you URL and Ctrl V…this should paste the correct URL. This what that will look like https://joeowensblog.wordpress.com/2012/12/28/friday-fictioneers/
https://joeowensblog.wordpress.com/2012/12/28/friday-fictioneers-122812-habits-and-hearts-are-made-to-be-broken/ There’s the URL…it should have the date and story title in it. All I did was to Ctrl C at the top of this page and Ctrl V in this box. I hope I didn’t confuse you.
Oh…Poignant story, Joe Well written, sad and sadly believable.