Thursday, June 24, 2010
"What have you been up to?" she asked; a stranger making a meager attempt at conversation. "Thinking," I replied honestly, hoping my question was answered thusly as well. (hypothetically, I cannot stand liars) "About what?" she asked, clearly disinterested. She reached in her purse and held on to something, but not bringing it into the open air; I was curious. "About future memories," I replied,"They are what fills up my soul, you see, I could have present memories, but I've no one to make them with." Suddenly she jerked, a deer in the headlights. "I'm getting a phone call, excuse me." She got up, retrieving her phone from her purse. She answered hello politely, and began chatting with thin air: I saw the blank screen she put to her ear.
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I want to thank you so much for the comment you left on my blog. I wasn't asking for help or reassurance, but that is what you gave me. And I've determined now that that was what I needed. It's nice to know someone else out there is experiencing what I am. It can be tough, and I try my best to turn to God. I'd like to let you know that I love your writing. Once I started reading it, I turned off my music (a rare occurance for me) and just read. I wish I could have been this stranger you speak of. If it had been me, I would have said "Well let's start making those future memories, present memories. Shall we?". I don't know if these memories you intend to share are with a friend or a love, but I would have wanted to be your friend and at least be a part of some of them. I can tell you are courageous and wonderful. Thank you for sharing your words.
ReplyDeleteI do admire your writing style. Subscribed. :)
ReplyDeleteI do indeed feel the same. And I would be extremely happy to be your pen pal (keyboard-pal??). My e-mail adress is 5plusyouandme@att.net .
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