My Dream Turned Into My Nightmare…

There is a crazy feeling that engulfs you when a divorce becomes finalized. It is a combination of sorrow, grief, and regret. You always wonder what could have been done to salvage the relationship, but once things start going downhill it’s a slippery slope.

Max Shapiro was feeling a huge void. After seven years of marriage, his wife Leah had announced that she was tired of the routine and mundane, life was for living and Max was not spending enough time working to make their relationship ‘’sizzle.’’ He came home from work, ate dinner, watched Netflix and went to sleep. It wasn’t exactly wild times. Their sex life was okay, but Leah felt that real intimacy was missing. Max never did anything out of the ordinary and she wanted more than routine. He should have paid more attention but he didn’t. He let things just crawl along but it wasn’t enough.

When he was served with the divorce papers, he was both hurt and shocked. He tried to talk things over with Leah, including offering to go to a Marriage Counsellor, but she wanted out. It was game over.

After three years of negotiations, the divorce was finalized. It ended with Leah kissing his cheek, thanking him for the memories, and wishing him luck. He had been able to hang on to the house, but Leah had scored a big settlement. She was now heading out with the women who called themselves ‘’The Crazy Divorcees’’ to start a new life and he imagined to find a new man.

Max’s best friend, Leo suggested they go to his Condo in Hallandale Beach, Florida for a couple of weeks to let Max get his strength back. Max accepted and the next thing he knew he was sitting at a bar on Hollywood Beach.

As he was looking out into the vast Ocean, the strangest thing happened. A young woman came and sat down beside him. She had the bluest eyes he had ever seen. ‘’Can I buy you a drink?’’ Max was amazed, no woman had ever bought him a drink. ‘’Uh, Thanks sure, I’m nursing a Heineken.’’ Stephanie threw her head back and laughed. ‘’No way man, we’re going to do Tequila shots.’’ Before he knew it, he and Stephanie had each thrown five shots back and he was feeling no pain. ‘’Do you live around here?’’ Max had to think real hard to remember where he was. ‘’Uh, I’m staying with a friend at a condo, I just finalized my divorce.’’ Stephanie leaned…