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This past Saturday started out like any other Saturday recently experienced. The day began with an early awakening for a jog around the still sleeping neighborhood. My breath, easily visible in front of me due to the shivering morning weather which has become common lately, lingered like a small personal cloud. Moisture can be seen everywhere, from the slickened streets to the dampened foliage. While my heart raced at a healthy pace, I ultimately reached my final destination...I have returned to the place I’ve called home for the past four months. The slight cloudy skies slowly began to show its true blue self, almost guaranteeing a beautiful day.
The morning ritual of reading the newspaper for breakfast has become second nature. War is the rage, the price for a barrel of oil is going down, and stock markets around the world are thriving all plastered the pages. Exciting! All in all, I just looked for a relaxing day in general. Then suddenly I heard the sound of mail being deposited into the mailboxes. Amazingly, it’s almost 11:00am, as I wondered where the time has gone. I have slowly gotten to know Kevin, my African-American postal person, during my sabbatical from the national workforce. He seems to be a kind gentleman.
Like a kid waking up Christmas morning, I scampered for the mail to see what was awaiting for me. Could it finally be that CD I bought on eBay over a month ago...no. The credit card bill that always shows up late...no. A cell phone bill, some junk mail...and a card wrapped inside a periwinkle envelope. With eyes aglow and mind in wonderment, I cautiously opened the envelope. What opened in front of me was a thoughtful greeting card with beautifully crafted words inside. Yes, this day had become an even more glorious day. It’s amazing what carefully chosen words can do to brighten a person’s day, of which they did immensely.
So how does one respond to such complimentary expressions? With gratitude and joy at the very least; with high-fives and cartwheels at the most! Who was the kind person that decided to send me such enjoyment? She has been many things to me. At times, she has been a co-worker, a confidant, an intimate girlfriend, and ex-girlfriend...but throughout the years, I always saw her as a very good friend and nothing less. It saddened me that we now find each out of each other’s lives, but life takes everyone down such unexplainable roads and experiences. Positively speaking, those roads and experiences continue to shape who we are and lead to more understanding of ourselves. From the time since she became an ex-girlfriend to this day, learning and coming to realizations about who I was, who I have become, and who I will become has been nothing short of enlightening and with a tinge of sorrow.
It is useless to even ponder the reason or reasons behind the eloquently-written card, but just enough to know that I left an impression on her while we were a part of each other’s lives is good enough. I don't know why I would say this, but growing apart was only the inevitable thing to do after sharing so much of ourselves after things fell apart. Still, she will always have a special space in my heart, mind, and soul that will never disappear. Even a small room set aside for bread in my always-hungry stomach is reserved for nothing else.
I can state with certainty that I really don’t know all that is going on in her life, and the same can be said about me from her. Maybe it’s better that way. What I do know is she has become an even more incredible person than she already was. Although she doubted herself what seemed like eons ago, she is obviously a more confident woman with the overwhelming knowledge that she can do anything as long as she believes in herself. I knew she had it in her, and I’m proud she finally realizes this.
I pray for her happiness if she hasn’t found it already. Although, I don’t believe one finds happiness; rather, it comes along when you least expect it. Which led me to write this. Close to three months of unemployment and all the headaches that come along with it (like going on job interviews, waiting for job interviews, filling the extra time you have, watching what you spend), happiness is hard to come by. Yet, hope springs eternal, and happiness appears to me in many forms. From the fact that others are certainly worse off than I am, finding time again to read and write, friends and loved ones looking out for my best interests...and a little greeting card with the impact of getting your first kiss.
Yeah, I’d say the forecast looks like there are spectacular sunnier days ahead and more showers of surprises on the way.
This is the perfect song to set the mood...
I don't know your face no more...
Or feel the touch that I adore.
I don't know your face no more...
It's just a place I'm looking for.
We might as well be strangers in another town...
We might as well be living in a different world...
We might as well...
I don't know your thoughts these days...
We're strangers in an empty space.
I don't understand your heart...
It's easier to be apart.
We might as well be strangers in another town...
We might as well be living in another time...
We might as wel be strangers...
For all I know of you now...
For all I know...
The morning ritual of reading the newspaper for breakfast has become second nature. War is the rage, the price for a barrel of oil is going down, and stock markets around the world are thriving all plastered the pages. Exciting! All in all, I just looked for a relaxing day in general. Then suddenly I heard the sound of mail being deposited into the mailboxes. Amazingly, it’s almost 11:00am, as I wondered where the time has gone. I have slowly gotten to know Kevin, my African-American postal person, during my sabbatical from the national workforce. He seems to be a kind gentleman.
Like a kid waking up Christmas morning, I scampered for the mail to see what was awaiting for me. Could it finally be that CD I bought on eBay over a month ago...no. The credit card bill that always shows up late...no. A cell phone bill, some junk mail...and a card wrapped inside a periwinkle envelope. With eyes aglow and mind in wonderment, I cautiously opened the envelope. What opened in front of me was a thoughtful greeting card with beautifully crafted words inside. Yes, this day had become an even more glorious day. It’s amazing what carefully chosen words can do to brighten a person’s day, of which they did immensely.
So how does one respond to such complimentary expressions? With gratitude and joy at the very least; with high-fives and cartwheels at the most! Who was the kind person that decided to send me such enjoyment? She has been many things to me. At times, she has been a co-worker, a confidant, an intimate girlfriend, and ex-girlfriend...but throughout the years, I always saw her as a very good friend and nothing less. It saddened me that we now find each out of each other’s lives, but life takes everyone down such unexplainable roads and experiences. Positively speaking, those roads and experiences continue to shape who we are and lead to more understanding of ourselves. From the time since she became an ex-girlfriend to this day, learning and coming to realizations about who I was, who I have become, and who I will become has been nothing short of enlightening and with a tinge of sorrow.
It is useless to even ponder the reason or reasons behind the eloquently-written card, but just enough to know that I left an impression on her while we were a part of each other’s lives is good enough. I don't know why I would say this, but growing apart was only the inevitable thing to do after sharing so much of ourselves after things fell apart. Still, she will always have a special space in my heart, mind, and soul that will never disappear. Even a small room set aside for bread in my always-hungry stomach is reserved for nothing else.
I can state with certainty that I really don’t know all that is going on in her life, and the same can be said about me from her. Maybe it’s better that way. What I do know is she has become an even more incredible person than she already was. Although she doubted herself what seemed like eons ago, she is obviously a more confident woman with the overwhelming knowledge that she can do anything as long as she believes in herself. I knew she had it in her, and I’m proud she finally realizes this.
I pray for her happiness if she hasn’t found it already. Although, I don’t believe one finds happiness; rather, it comes along when you least expect it. Which led me to write this. Close to three months of unemployment and all the headaches that come along with it (like going on job interviews, waiting for job interviews, filling the extra time you have, watching what you spend), happiness is hard to come by. Yet, hope springs eternal, and happiness appears to me in many forms. From the fact that others are certainly worse off than I am, finding time again to read and write, friends and loved ones looking out for my best interests...and a little greeting card with the impact of getting your first kiss.
Yeah, I’d say the forecast looks like there are spectacular sunnier days ahead and more showers of surprises on the way.
This is the perfect song to set the mood...
I don't know your face no more...
Or feel the touch that I adore.
I don't know your face no more...
It's just a place I'm looking for.
We might as well be strangers in another town...
We might as well be living in a different world...
We might as well...
I don't know your thoughts these days...
We're strangers in an empty space.
I don't understand your heart...
It's easier to be apart.
We might as well be strangers in another town...
We might as well be living in another time...
We might as wel be strangers...
For all I know of you now...
For all I know...