My space blog....seniors!!
It hits you out of nowhere, the realization that your childhood is over. For me it's like when I'm out surfing and everything is peachy keen then suddenly this monstrocity of a wave pummels down over the top of me.......things like that you just aren't prepared for. You suddenly find yourself underwater, struggling for the surface, for a breath, not knowing which way is up, or which way is down. For a single moment, you have know way of knowing which direction to swim towards, you have know idea what will happen next....
It shocks me still how, in a single moment, a person can state a simple fact such as, "it's finally over, it's the last four days..." (which I might add, isn't even a sentence) that then sends their mind racing backward, racing into the memory of yesterdays. And it's even more shocking to me how that same thought process can send a persons eyes straight into a salty bed of watery emotion.
So thus begins my miniature tale...
I stood outside tonight, saying goodnight to Jason, wishing him the usual mumbo jumbo, "sweet dreams, have a good day at work tomorrow, sweety..." and all that jazz, and he so dutifully replied in his usual oh so studdly English voice, "and you have a good day at school"....
BANG!!!!!!
Like a trigger firing a bullet straight into my brain, it hit me...
"Oh my, it's finally over, its the last four days..." And to my suprise, those eyes of mine just swelled in both frustration and sadness. I began to cry. Not the hysterical cry that make people laugh at you but the teary-eyed emotional cry that just makes you go "wow."
And that is exactly what I did....I sat for a split second in complete and utter amazement, just swelling with tears that later began sweeping down my face and naturally right into the sides of my mouth. It was truly awe-inspiring.
"Wow....whoa....gosh," I told him, "that came out of nowhere..." And I sniffled again. "Geeze," I said, wiping away those salty tears, "that really did come out of nowhere."
And just like I know my Jason to do, he looked down at me, smiled with his addicting smile, giggled in that 'oh that's so cute' tone, gave me a soft kiss on the lips and said, "Goodnight babe."
As he got in his car and and left, I jogged to the front of the house and sat.
It really did strike me at an awkward moment, I suppose you never know when these thing happen, and you never know how much you are affected my the yesterdays of youth....
I'm really going to miss it.
It shocks me still how, in a single moment, a person can state a simple fact such as, "it's finally over, it's the last four days..." (which I might add, isn't even a sentence) that then sends their mind racing backward, racing into the memory of yesterdays. And it's even more shocking to me how that same thought process can send a persons eyes straight into a salty bed of watery emotion.
So thus begins my miniature tale...
I stood outside tonight, saying goodnight to Jason, wishing him the usual mumbo jumbo, "sweet dreams, have a good day at work tomorrow, sweety..." and all that jazz, and he so dutifully replied in his usual oh so studdly English voice, "and you have a good day at school"....
BANG!!!!!!
Like a trigger firing a bullet straight into my brain, it hit me...
"Oh my, it's finally over, its the last four days..." And to my suprise, those eyes of mine just swelled in both frustration and sadness. I began to cry. Not the hysterical cry that make people laugh at you but the teary-eyed emotional cry that just makes you go "wow."
And that is exactly what I did....I sat for a split second in complete and utter amazement, just swelling with tears that later began sweeping down my face and naturally right into the sides of my mouth. It was truly awe-inspiring.
"Wow....whoa....gosh," I told him, "that came out of nowhere..." And I sniffled again. "Geeze," I said, wiping away those salty tears, "that really did come out of nowhere."
And just like I know my Jason to do, he looked down at me, smiled with his addicting smile, giggled in that 'oh that's so cute' tone, gave me a soft kiss on the lips and said, "Goodnight babe."
As he got in his car and and left, I jogged to the front of the house and sat.
It really did strike me at an awkward moment, I suppose you never know when these thing happen, and you never know how much you are affected my the yesterdays of youth....
I'm really going to miss it.