On this Patriot Day, I am reminded of all our true warrior men and women who gave their lives sixteen years ago. 🇺🇸We will all remember and know that we too can be warriors in our own way everyday…..
I’m posting my last collectible story and even though it was something I bought– unlike the others, my emotions remain genuine and that is who I am.
It had been over a year since I last saw the Ultimate Warrior on TV and by now I had gotten used to the fact that he was gone and might not be returning. I was at the grocery store probably getting something for Christmastime and had to turn down the magazine aisle. For some reason, my eyes darted left and then I saw it!
There was a magazine with him on the front cover. I swear time seemed to stop for me and I became catatonic. I was frozen just staring at it for what seemed like hours. Shoppers must have been passing me by!
I had never bought one magazine back in his prime– not one! I’m embarrassed to say and so wish I did…. Perhaps it was too overwhelming for me at the time.
Having tears in my eyes, I slowly reached for the magazine with shaking hands and a very fast beating heart. I had to move on and get my groceries if I could remember why I came in the first place! 😳❤️🛒
I guess the saying is true about being in the right place and time as this experience was for me that day. I couldn’t wait to get home and read the article to find out what he was doing in his life after wrestling.
Part of me was mad in a way just for the fact that this magazine had unearthed feelings I thought were gone and there was no way they’d resurface again. So happy to see him being successful out of the business and starting a new life. Little did I know at the time how things would change! At least I finally had a magazine to call mine that I never had the courage to buy back then…