I don't do funerals. I don't like mourning and crying and reciting lives in ticker tape in front of crowds. And so I didn't go. To the Last Night. The buy-one-get-three unexpected lemondrops-for free night. The night they stood the barstools upside down on the counter and threw them in the dumpster the next day. The night they said good~bye.
I couldn't. I had a cold, an old broken foot that came back to haunt me, a lover that deja-vued me, a crick in my neck, nothing to wear, no money to tip the bartender excessively. I had an excuse.
It was a lousy excuse, but I wore it well.
As Big Dad-O would say, "thats my story, and I'm sticking to it".....
Rest in peace little corner bar...
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Thats just heart breaking.
You and I share the same motion in passing daze.
I mourn for the passing of all corner bars. Sad.
Orhan...Ahhh,Cheers, My friend....
Saintly...Another polaroid shot of Americana gone...And we all mourn together....
Peace~love
Persichetti says....
Hang in there my dear because when one door closes, another one opens:)! I Love you - hope all is well!
Persichetti...
Ahhh, sweet love, so wonderful to hear your voice, even in cyber space! LOL! We are the queens of "don't let the screen door hit you on the way out!" Know all to well, your wisdom...but still, true loves are missed loves...
And God, I loved that bar!
hmmmmm. so i just show up at just about the exact time you post a new story. what's that about? it reinforces my belief that we are sister souls.
and just so you know, i've had one shitty few months. got my heart tossed around without knowing why, and was forced to grow in all the right places.
welcome back ms. singleton. (she the sister-visitor quietly mouths
'yipee'!!!!!)
here's to Big Dad-O then. cheers.
Ahhh,sweet KJ....anytime you can get your heart tossed around without knowing why, that means it was worth it...you put your all in all into it...and for whatever reason, the butterfly effect has sent you flying, wings spread accidently wide, gliding, free-falling into tomorrow....I'm old now, but I have truly learned that a broken heart is the medal we wear when we have loved, been free enough to give...And how lucky are we? We did it! Muah!
Benji...Ahhhhh, if you only knew how poignant and wonderful that Cheers is.... Clink!
and perchance it hurt too much....sandy Happy Easter Egg.
these words you have written to me will stay with me for a long long time. helps more than just about anything anyone has said. but you know about your magic already...
love to you, singleton, lots and lots of it.
kj
My friend,
I write to you from the wounded places...
Here where children are looked after by children.... where pain is commonplace...and suffering a matter of course...
I wanted to tell you that this year, this season... butterflies have come to Swaziland...
They are everywhere... So many that they some times brush past my hands as i walk from homestead to homestead...
And in the midst of it all... Through the tears of all the brothers and sisters whom I never knew.... I still believe,
Love to you always, Maithri
ibeati...Clink!
KJ....Ahhh, you knew it all along, you'd just forgotten:) Wear it well, baby, the colors of life are unlike any we could ever imagine!
Maithri...
Ahhh, you wonderful soul, I can't tell you how many times your name came up yesterday...Must have been those butterflies instant-messaging in the wind. Take care, sweet friend...We're all thinking of you, of the little ones....and we're believing too.
And the butterflies whisper...
Permanent goodbyes are the hardest kind.
suchacoolcat...Woo~hoo! Hello old friend! And you are so very, very right....But for me, I tote my memories around like goldfish in bobble earrings, alive and swimming.....
A time, a season... and a reason... and when we don't do it ourselves, life takes us by the hand, and turns us in the mext direction...
You miss it? Gosh, isn't that the place that you write about all the time??? We're all gonna miss it!
... er, that's "next"...
i don't blame you one bit sing,
you have your own beautiful, creative way of saying goodbye anyway..
and an even more beautiful and creative way of sharing all your memories
God bless! my friend.. "to loving life through the changes" ~s.
You must be in Love... we hardly see ya anymore...
Shimmerings...Ahhh, girl, you know me too well to believe that.! ...When I'm in love I prattle on and on and on....And fall head sorts into all sorts of tell-tale story lines....
And yeah, times change and so do we....but, I could have danced all night forever:)
She...Oh, I've missed you girls...missed the bar, the stories, the stop and my track and think about its...Life's been a teeny little series of "unfortunate events" of late... But it's all good....Change is a road we rarely choose to take, but usually lands us in some wonderfully unexpected places!
So good to hear from you both, Much Peace,
Sing
And you know me too well, too... cause I didn't really believe it, and you knew I didn't, you! I knew if you were you wouldn't be able to stop those fingers from tapping on the keyboard... I just wanted to know that you were well... at least alive. Know that you've been thought of, often... and I've wished you only the very best... my own life is full of changes... and much more peaceful... many things coming full circle... after all, how else could things be, when the circle goes round and round! You haven't stopped dancin', Lady... it's just a new step to learn, is all... and with you, I know it will come naturally...
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