On this Patriot Day, I am reminded of all our true warrior men and women who gave their lives sixteen years ago. ๐บ๐ธWe 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! ๐ณโค๏ธ๐
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…