Blog Manifesto

Blog Manifesto


This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Monday, September 10, 2012

WE STOPPED THE WALK TO DO THE TALK...




WE STOPPED THE WALK

TO DO THE TALK...


date & setting:

September

Mitch and Abby's wedding reception...



I glanced to my left and glanced to my right...

I looked behind and straight ahead...in search of Matt.

So many people... standing, sitting, walking, staggering and bumping...

I cannot see, I am too short...

Here comes cousin Jeremy... He is built tall and wide...he will help me get through the crowd and to where I want to be quicker than if I tried on my own. “Jeremy, help me find Ashley”. Jeremy agrees without hesitation. He leads and I follow....me hanging on to the back of his shirt, we make our way around the bar. Laurie, where is Ashley? Her reply is “I'm not sure but I think she went outside. Just wait a minute and I will check”. I am hoping Ashley and Matt did not decide to leave the reception early. What I need to say is eating my innerds. I would give just about anything for a cigarette and a good stiff drink right about now. I need courage and calmness... Since I don't do either, I am on my own. Well, I gave Laurie about 30 seconds and then I started tracking her footsteps like a bloodhound. I am on a mission. A huge mission. I opened the door and started walking down the hall...alone but not for long. I see a very slender beautiful woman standing in the hall. It is Ashley whispering in her soft voice to Jada, one of Matt's daughters. To the right, there is a door ajar... and on the other side of the door stood Matt with his other daughter Hailey. “Hey Matt, are you hiding from me??? “No”... Matt says very quietly “but the girls are getting very tired and we are just about to leave”. I am thinking to myself...No No.....you can't leave yet...I have something I need to say...don't make me go through this another day. My mind is spinning, my heart is thumping and I blurt out, “I seen you on YouTube”. (ok...that was a brilliant move). YouTube he says with a very puzzled look and I said yeah with the dam breaking. Then he understood what I was getting at. Taking a deep breath and thinking to myself..I need to talk to Matt but alone. Laurie and Ashley and the girls walk ahead and this left me and Matt strolling slowly behind and just talking about whatever. (Laurie knows what I am about to ask Matt so she plays along). We are now about to enter through the last door that leads into the reception room and I need to make my move quickly. “Ok Matt, I need 2 minutes of your time”...(at this point, I am clenching my teeth and hoping he doesn't say that he doesn't have time right now and his family needs to get home. Please don't say that...I don't take rejection well......i would never be able to prepare myself to go through this at another time).

He didn't....we stopped the walk so I could do the talk...

OK Matt, I'm not getting any younger and you know my health isn't the best and I have a very special place in my heart for Ashley and I sure would love to see her walk down the aisle some day. Whew, I said it...now it is his turn...what words am I going to hear? Will he say when he feels the time is right he will make his move or that it is none of my business what goes on in his life? I waited maybe 2 seconds and he spoke. His response was “It will happen...and soon”! WHAT??? its like repeat that to me...WOW!!! OH, you just made me so happy...Matt was watching Ashley cuddling and comforting his daughters and he smiled so proudly and remarked on how they all care for and the love they have for each other. I could see the gleam in his eyes and almost the feeling that he had been waiting for this conversation. He was prepared with all the right answers. I proceeded to tell him about the card Ashley had posted...the one that Jada drew of a family on the inside of Ashley's birthday card. There are 4 people drawn and labeled. The first is dad and I was thinking that was Gilbert walking Ashley down the aisle and the 2 girls were Matt's daughters being the flower girls. I did not know that Jada had drawn the picture at this time. Soon I realized that dad=Matt standing next to Ashley and Jada and Hailey. What a happy family that would be. I am still just talking and glowing...I took a deep breath and said I that I needed to turn away from people so they cannot see the expressions on my face right now...if anyone had, they would have been able to read right through me. I was not about to let anyone know what had just been secretly worded to me. “It will happen...and soon”. My mind just blew away and all I can remember about our conversation after that was me saying Thank You, I shook his hand (I wanted to give him a big hug but again, it would have been a dead give-away) and telling him he can take his family home now. Right now, all I know is that “it will happen...and soon” and I feel very special for knowing this. Ahhhhh the suspense!!!

I turned, walked away and immediately Gilbert is standing side by side with me...fishing for answers. He also knew I was going to approach Matt. “Well, what happened” Gilbert asked. I replied with a sigh and said “Mitch was easier to talk to...I didn't get any answers from Matt”. Then Gilbert said “maybe he just needs to get to know the family more”and I said “yeah, I knew Mitch longer and felt more comfortable talking to him”. All this is not true...I was equally nervous both times. Matt was a perfect gentleman and had shown much respect while listening to me. I told Gilbert a little fib...wait---it was a big fib. Now Matt, if you know Gilbert like I know Gilbert, there will be payback coming my way for keeping this secret from him...but it will be worth it. I know something he doesn't know!!!!! Ha ha ha!!! I didn't even tell my soulmate...I figured after a few beers, he may let it slip from his lips and I'm not taking that chance.
I will add to this writing when Matt makes his move. I confess...I did tell daughter #2...I just had to confide with someone...she is sworn to secrecy...


2 comments:

  1. I'm so glad it ended well. Naughty for making us worry about it. alls well that ends well.


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  2. If I had told you more, I probably would not have journaled my story in this blog.I wanted to write because I will print and give my cousin a copy...when the time is right.

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