Ah Mary, I'm in love with you all over again! Honestly? I was reading this and smiling. I laughed outright and shook my head. And like a child, or wet cement, whatever falls on me makes an impression. The writing here is so easy, and so full of hope. (Look at you making your man chicken dinner). It's easy enough for a layman like me can understand. But it's the heartache underneath the sighs as you relive it; the subtlety--the heart on your sleeve desire to have what it seems everyone else has. Togetherness. We all need to be loved as much as we need to be held, and you showed me the easy heartbreak of it, even as you taught me grammar!
Second, My God, Mary -- that letter! I am sure you rendered m.r.s. speechless. The emotional instruments you wielded. Without doubt, he regretted his unpreparedness.
"Could it be that D. will ride a white horse? Or is he on the merry-go-round with me?"
or maybe not the same merry-go-round but another one. A parallel journey - straight lines or circles - it doesn't matter, the hurt, betrayal, the risk-taking, discovery and maybe trust or learning to trust again are all there.
"Inexplicably romantic?" I say no. Romance is not a choice, rather a good emotion that carries risk. Where would we be without romance?
You fell in love, m.r.s. couldn't handle it, and that hurt you. You expressed your hurt through a grammar lesson. I'm rooting for you to keep falling in love.
Ah Mary, I'm in love with you all over again! Honestly? I was reading this and smiling. I laughed outright and shook my head. And like a child, or wet cement, whatever falls on me makes an impression. The writing here is so easy, and so full of hope. (Look at you making your man chicken dinner). It's easy enough for a layman like me can understand. But it's the heartache underneath the sighs as you relive it; the subtlety--the heart on your sleeve desire to have what it seems everyone else has. Togetherness. We all need to be loved as much as we need to be held, and you showed me the easy heartbreak of it, even as you taught me grammar!
Oh Mary…these men. They deserve every bit of your schooling!
The letter to m.r.s. is wonderful. It has the air of Johnson's letter to Lord Chesterfield, one of the great put-downs of all time: https://englishliterature.net/samuel-johnson/a-letter-to-lord-chesterfield
I'm loving your use of fairy tales, too!
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Probabilities don’t matter for a single event. ‘Time to move on.'
First, the mental connections you make!
Second, My God, Mary -- that letter! I am sure you rendered m.r.s. speechless. The emotional instruments you wielded. Without doubt, he regretted his unpreparedness.
I think none of these men have deserved you. I think you are worth a million of them. Keep posting. I want to know what happens. X
"Could it be that D. will ride a white horse? Or is he on the merry-go-round with me?"
or maybe not the same merry-go-round but another one. A parallel journey - straight lines or circles - it doesn't matter, the hurt, betrayal, the risk-taking, discovery and maybe trust or learning to trust again are all there.
"Inexplicably romantic?" I say no. Romance is not a choice, rather a good emotion that carries risk. Where would we be without romance?
You fell in love, m.r.s. couldn't handle it, and that hurt you. You expressed your hurt through a grammar lesson. I'm rooting for you to keep falling in love.
Confession: I say "I feel badly" frequently.
Saving for my reading escape!