By Debbie A
Here’s my story;
Last year, in May, I moved to New York City for a few months for work. I am Belgian, have always lived in Belgium too. The company I worked for is an international diamond certification company. 2 weeks after arriving in NYC, I had to go to Las Vegas for a big conference. On the 4th of June, I met up with someone that made me feel loved, pretty, confident for the very first time in my life. We spent 2 beautiful days together before we both had to go back. Me to NYC, he to the US Virgin Islands, that’s where he lived.
Us meeting each other felt so good, that 2 weeks later he came to NYC to visit me and spend 5 days together in the Ritz-Carlton, Battery Park. We made plans to see each other again, and 1 month later, he came to visit me again, spending more beautiful days together. He was my boyfriend at that time, we made plans for Christmas with my family in Belgium.
Unfortunately, a few weeks after his last visit to NYC, hurricanes struck the USVI, we could not reach each other. Before, we spoke on the phone daily, sometimes multiple times a day. I did not sleep for 2 weeks, trying to find or contact him. I wasn’t even sure he was still alive. Eventually, I found out he was OK. We called, made plans to see each other again. Unfortunately, the hurricanes destroyed the company he built. He just did not have time for a relationship anymore. He had to rebuild his company, his island, help his friends or people that had it worse than him due to this disaster.
I made this chart, hoping to give it to him. Now, having returned to Belgium, I will keep this chart for myself. I’ll hang it up in the apartment I recently signed for, reminding me of the summer I had in NYC, with one of the sweetest guys I have ever met.
Looking back, it was a self-fulfilling prophecy; What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.