we all either
have known love.
we have lost love.
~ in one way or another ~
we have sought love.
and some of us are lucky enough to have experienced
the true mystery of the masterpiece.
the fine once~in~ a~lifetime love.
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what do these three things have in common?
a coffee cup . . .
~ a wonderful old diner ~
and . . .
. . .
this . . .
these are the little ‘creamers’ that they used to put on the table.
they were kept icy cold. because they held the real thing.
instead of these ~
that you find today.
which are room temperature filled with ‘chemicals.’
the outcome i can see would be the same.
it was my first ‘official’ date with bob.
i was already head over heels in love with this handsome man ~
ten years older than i was.
i remember most of that night as if it were yesterday . . .
he was dressed in dark brown slacks.
a cream colored sweater and a camel hair sport coat.
but you know something funny?
i can’t even remember what I had on!
probably a simple little A-line dress and coat and half-inch french heels.
very lady-like. can you imagine that now? LOL.
but that’s how we dressed back then.
we dressed up for “dates.”
he was sophisticated in a warm and charming way.
he fair took my breath away.
i don’t know why i was so nervous. but i was.
i so wanted to make a good grown-up impression.
we were too early for the movie. and we were going to have dinner
after the movie.
so . . .
we stopped into the diner for a quick cup of coffee before the show.
only i didn’t drink coffee.
i ordered a coke.
he ordered ” black ” coffee.
we sat across from each other in the booth.
he was talking. i was listening and already dreaming about him. LOL.
i was also running my thumb around and around the cardboard lid
of the little tiny glass creamer like the one pictured above.
i looked up.
into that handsome face.
that handsome face that was now literally streaming
with white milk.
or was it cream ?
it dripped from his eyebrows. his nose. his chin. his hair.
it was on his beautiful jacket.
it was on the side of the wall for pete’s sake.
it was everywhere but on me.
the little tiny glass cream bottle held
one point one and a half
of cream. or was it milk?
oh my god. dear god. help me disappear.
i didn’t know this man at all.
i only already knew i was in love with him.
and that he was the “one”
whether i ever saw him again or not.
this is not bob of course.
but this was how much MILK was in that little tiny bottle.
that little tiny bottle that we didn’t even order in the first place.
WHY on earth did that DUMB waitress EVEN BRING IT ?
he ordered BLACK COFFEE !
WHY would she bring CREAM?
it’s all HER fault.
my mind was spinning out of control.
i hated that waitress. my venom knew no bounds.
of course i have no real picture of the event.
but . . .
is the mutual reaction of the parties involved.
the man i would spend the rest of his life with . . .
just started laughing right out loud.
he laughed and started mopping himself up with a cloth
that the dreaded waitress immediately brought to us.
i suppose she’d been watching from afar.
i forgave her immediately.
she was a GENIUS! what an AMAZING way she had
arranged to BREAK THE ICE !
she was my FRIEND for LIFE !
you know . . .
i can’t even remember if we went on to the show.
i don’t think we did.
i said i remembered everything about that night.
but i mainly remember . . .
that i found out
how my darling bob
would react to small and large crises within our lives.
he would laugh. or if not laugh . . .
because ~ after all ~ not everything is funny ~
he ALWAYS reacted with grace and understanding
and for me ~
he added one precious thing ~
a remarkable ‘patience.’
it allowed me to grow and to be me. and still be part of him.
it was good.
it was very very good.
i will miss him forever of course. but in the giant scheme of things.
i expect to see him again someday.
and we will
laugh. and laugh. and laugh.
the courage to keep on. until i see you again.
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i wish you love old bean.
even if it’s only from a beloved dog.
and really . . .
they can be the best companions of all.
they’ve got the hang of the “unconditional” part just right.
i’ve been fortunate there too.
they are in my heart to this day.
thank you for sharing my love story.
til soon old bean.