It’s So You
We met by chance.
They were sitting in the hotel lobby bar
& we were debating.
It was Girls’ Night for Sisters, Friend and I
& Belinda Carlisle and the Go-Go’s had just spent a few hours singing their songs to us.
But we were angry.
The after concert establishment where we had hoped to continue our glee had extremely poor customer service.
So we left that awful place in a huffy huff huff huff.
How dare they be so rude.
My trio and I were deciding and deliberating where to go and what to do next when Friend stopped our conversation and began another.
She had crossed paths with a hair stylist from her past.
He and his partner had also just seen those Go-Go’s
& they too were seeking a continuation of fun.
Talk Talk Talk
Drink Drink Drink
Talk and drink some more …
Just like that, it was closing time
& we had to part ways with our new, favorite BFFs.
boo.
But somewhere in that night, I had asked a simple question.
‘What would you do with my hair ?”
“Grow it.” he said without pause.
“Grow it out, then come to me.”
& so, I did.
I feel like I have known them forever.
We finish each others’ sentences, we like the same everythings, we laugh and laugh and laugh.
We are friends from another lifetime
& I am certain destiny did her part in reuniting us.
Certain opinions matter to me.
They matter a lot.
So when D and I decided one hairdo day that we should also become Facebook friends, I was a bit nervous.
I knew that would mean my blog, this blog, would be available for his daily viewing.
He could read my writings, my poems, my stories.
Or not.
He could love them.
Or not.
He could think my words were the best words in all the land.
Or. Not.
Quite honestly, I was afraid he wouldn’t ‘get’ my ramblings, my thoughts, my poems, my stories
& I really, really needed him to ‘get’ it because certain opinions matter to me.
A lot.
I received a beautiful Christmas gift from D and H last week.
But, it’s the words that came with the gift that will forever be tucked in my heart.
“It’s So You”
He had seen an author interviewed
& her writings reminded him of me.
“It’s so You”
& as I read this wonderful book by a woman who writes and rambles just like I do …
I whisper…
Thank you, Destiny.
THANK. YOU.
🙂