The Curing Coffee

Kendra: Rough day?

Anthony: The roughest. Have you ever had a time in your life that you wish you could have a complete do-over?

Kendra: Absolutely. I'm sorry you feel down, I know exactly how you feel.

Anthony: Did you have a bad day too?

Kendra: Well...

Anthony: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked, it isn't really any of my business.

Kendra: No, it's really okay! I think that I need to talk about it, it would be good for me to do that.

Anthony: Alright, well, what happened?

Kendra: On one condition...

Anthony: Of course.

Kendra: You have to tell me what's wrong with you too.

Anthony: Deal.

Kendra: I've only been living here in New York for seven months, and I have already lost three jobs. My grandmother lives here and she is getting really sick, so I decided to move here to be with her. I'm trying to make enough money to supply for both of us, but I spend more time looking for jobs, than working them.

Anthony: I am truly sorry to hear that, you will find the right job for you, I know it. And your grandmother is going to be okay, she has you by her side, and you seem to be a very passionate, and determined woman.

Kendra: Thank you very much sir, I'm afraid I don't even know your name.

Anthony: Anthony, and you are?

Kendra: Kendra, very nice to meet you Anthony.

Anthony: Very nice to meet you as well.

Kendra: So, I told you...Now you tell me what's got you down.

Anthony: Me and my wife are going to be getting a divorce. We have been married for eight years, and I was deceived for all eight of them. Today I found out that my wife has been cheating on me with the same man, throughout our entire marriage. We got married so young, nineteen, we were so in love. It was high-school sweetheart type stuff, ya know? Maybe we rushed into it? I don't know. I thought everything was fine, it seemed that life couldn't be better.

Kendra: Anthony, I am so sorry. I cannot believe somebody would do that to you. My dad cheated on my mother when I was three years old, they're divorced now of course, but I don't even really remember my dad. I am so sorry this happened to you. You seem like you would be a fantastic husband, and I'm sure you are, if she can't see that, then that is her fault.

Anthony: Thank you very much Kendra, that means a lot. I wish I had met someone like you in high school.

Kendra: Well is it too late?

Anthony: Very good question. I don't think so.

Kendra: Well who knows!

Anthony: I definitely don't!

Kendra: Mean either! No way to figure out if it's too late or not.

Anthony: Kendra?

Kendra: Yes?

Anthony: Do you think you'd like to grab a cup of coffee sometime?

Kendra: I would love that!

Anthony: See? Not too late.

New Years Eve

"Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The photo captured this very moment. People cheered, hugs were exchanged, and couples kissed. Everyone seemed so happy. Watches, button up shirts, ties, and dress shoes were everywhere. Everybody was in their best attire, for this yearly event. Champagne was passed around, and so were many sayings of the words, "Happy New Year!" Noisemakers, jingle sticks, and other New Years themed sound devices were in every hand. Confetti glittered the floor, and most people wore party hats. Above all else, every face had a smile, and everyone was cheering. It was the perfect moment.

A Meaningful Sail

It was that time of year again. The beginning of the summer. School was done, the sun was out, and I was free. It was 2016, and I was working at "The Dinghy Shop" in Amityville. It was a Sailboat, Kayak, and SUP rental shop. My boss offered to let me store my Sunfish Sailboat there, so I thought that I would sail it over to the shop. I trailered my boat down to the little beach that was three blocks away from my house. I rigged it up and set sail. I was absolutely mesmerized. It was definitely not my first time sailing, but it was the time that I remember most. I had one hand on the mainsheet, and one on the tiller. Water was splashing up into my face, and on the deck of the boat. The line was causing a cramp in my hand, but that was all part of the experience. I was overjoyed, in this moment of pure bliss. The sun was shining down, and I was ready for my five-mile sail.

It took me close to 3 hours to reach my destination. As I pulled up my dagger board, and the boat beached onto the sand, I was upset. I was upset that the sail was over, and that my journey was finished. I didn't feel alone out on the water, I had my boat with me. And the boat had me with it. We were one being, connected by the love for the water, and the shine of the sun. I would do anything to go back to that moment.