Every minute I wasn’t with him, I thought of him. My life was now dominated by him and yet there were times when I would be disappointed by him. One evening he told me he would call and didn’t. When I finally heard from him the next day, he said, “Hi, Baby. Do you think you can come over tonight?” “What happened last night? You were supposed to call.” “I was? Oh shit.” He had been concentrating on his karate lesson and had forgotten. I had to learn not to take his words to heart. It was disappointing, but it was just his way.
