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I’m looking forward to this weekend with that new girl, Rachel. We texted each other last night over an hour and I learned that she has a fox terrier named ‘dandy’ so I’ll show up with a puppy toy and some treats- wooing the dog seems to work nicely.
Also, she works out and runs! And when I suggested that we have a picnic Sunday afternoon at Lake Sardis and throw the frisbee she jumped all over it even though she’s never played. I like that a lot. She especially flipped out when I said that she would be the first pretty girl I had to drive my new jeep.
I admit that your sister was the one I’d pictured driving- top down going over the Bay bridge into Pass Christian, listening to John Doe on our way to Shaggy’s. Instead, it’ll be Rachel and highway 6 in the hills of Lafayette County, which is fine too. She’s fun so far and maybe when she comes to Biloxi, we can break away and go parasailing in the Pass like I wanted to last summer. But I’ll still have John Doe playing ‘Golden State’ and trying hard not to misspeak the girl’s name.
Necaise, MS – 5/13/09
| so, i think it is cool about the post cards... something i think i might try.|
now, i don't know if i would classify this as poetry... that's just my opinion. but what i do like about this post card jot is that it allows for an opportunity to happen. ya know?
i think it is a hard thing to move on.
i was married for 14 years and 3 years later and maybe 4 dates since i am still in limbo (though i am not complaining)(i think it is where i am supposed to be).
but, sometimes ya just gotta take that leap and let the leftovers fall where they may. i think it takes time to heal and find some semblance of trusting the old heart again and trusting others with it in turn.
i am glad for ya. (smile).
|| Posted on 2009-05-14 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ] || I like the idea of writing poetry on postcards and I like this piece. I esp like the last paragraph, showing the happiness that you're trying to have with this new pretty girl but still struggling with the desire to imagine your past love. I can definitely relate to the last line, talking about carefully not misspeaking her name. That's always tricky. I think this was sweet. ||| Posted on 2009-05-14 00:00:00 | by jaramae | [ Reply to This ] |