Just Love

Sometimes, I really do not like you.  There are times when your obnoxious behavior is absolutely cannot be condoned.  The snide remarks, lack of anger management and use of profanity is unacceptable.  As a child, you were sweet, loving, optimistic and open-minded.  As an adult, for lack of better words, you really suck.  Not once did you come see me when I was sick in the hospital.  But you made sure to stop by on payday, didn't you! However, you are my blood and I love you unconditionally.  I will bail you out this time, if only just for love.

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Two Old Friends

Image courtesy of Aleatha Ingleton.

We sure had a wonderful life together.

Those walks in the park.

The kids playing in the backyard.

The trips we took.

Holding hands.

The new adventures.

Plus, everything in between.

Here we are.

We're like old goats staring at a river.

We saw it a hundred times.

Always felt like the first time, though.

We sure had some good times.

There were bad times too.

The arguments.

The screaming.

Gambling and drinking.

Yet, here we are.

Still together.

Even though you moved on.

I miss you.

You just wait for me.

I'll be there soon.

But, here we are.

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Never Again

Never.

Never did I believe that life would be so hollow without you. You were absent from the first family event of the year. It was an unrelenting agony. I cried in utter anguish over the injustice of it all but still you did not walk through that door and you did not kiss me hello. You did not eat and converse and you did not lend a helping hand. These are all the great qualities you brought to our table over the years. Yet you will never walk, kiss, eat, converse or lend a helping hand ever again.

Never.

Image taken from Wikimedia Commons .


This is in memory of my brother - Gilbert Orlando Gadsen II,  October 2, 1985 to February 2, 2007.

I love you, hermanito.

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The Library

There is nothing like the smell of the library. I remember as a child, the excitement when returning a book. Everything looked and felt larger than life. My shoes would click clack against the marble floors. I would caress the spines of the books on the shelves. The best part of the library was the stacks. I could spend all day, in a little nook, reading a book.

It is so sad that as an adult, I never have time to visit the library. Now, I have to settle for electronic readers. I long for those days in the library.

 

Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.

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Glass Heart

Giving yourself over to someone is always the hardest part.
Loving someone completely requires trust.
Always be truthful as there is nothing worst than a liar.
Saying "I love you" shouldn't take years if you truly love the individual.
Say it only if you absolutely mean it.

Hearts are fragile like glass so be careful when falling in love.
Everyone deserves to be loved, there's somebody for everybody.
Anyone can find love but most often it will find you first.
Rarely is there a perfect love, it takes work, commitment and compromise.
Try not to break a fragile, glass heart.



Image courtesy of Public Domain Images.

The Boardwalk

The beach always brings back bittersweet memories for me. I remember my brother, two children, three cousins and I heading out to Coney Island for a day in the sand and surf. We walked along the boardwalk, swam in the ocean and watched animal show in the Aquarium. It was a glorious day with family.

Now with my brother gone, I have not returned to Coney Island. I'd much rather drive several hundred miles to Atlantic City and walk it's casino-lined boardwalk. The throngs of people drown out the sorrow and desolation that accompanies loss. Maybe one day, I'll go back.



Image taken from Wikimedia Commons.

On The Wall

Naomi and Michael. Forever together. That's what you told me.

Our initials immortalized forever on a wall. However, you're now a leaf on the wind swept away to oblivion. And although you're gone, I still feel you near me. A sweet caress while I sleep or a shadow at the corner of my eye.

Naomi and Michael. Forever together. That's what you told me.

Our years together seem like a grain of sand in this vast ever-expanding universe. It was a tumultuous and blissfully exuberant time together. But like everything that we most treasure, it came to an abrupt end.



Image by Aleatha Ingleton .

Children on the Beach

"Mommy, I got a bunch of sand in my butt."

"Go in the water, honey and wash out the sand."

"Mom, he keeps bothering me. He says I have a mustache and need to shave it."

"Ignore him sweetheart, he'll get tired of bothering you and leave you alone."

"Ma, there's sand in my sandwich."

"Throw it away and get another one sweetie."

"Mum, she's in my space. I told her about my personal space."

"If you all don't leave me alone to read this book, we are going straight home."

Don't you just love family day at the beach.



Image taken from Wikimedian Commons, Pierre- Auguste Renoir, Children on the Beach.

Kiss

"Where are you going?"

"Out with the other nobles. Thadius is having a gathering."

"A gathering? Or more like a chance for a night of drink and debauchery?"

"Sweetheart, I won't be gone too long. I'll take you in the chariot for a spin when I return."

"No you will not treat me like some common trollop off the street. I won't be bribed."

"How about we go for the stroll first and then I meet the gentlemen for a quick drink?"

"Alright. But be home well before the cock's crow."

"Fine. Come here Love and give me a kiss."





Image taken from Wikimedia Commons, Kiss, Briseis.

The Burrow's Valentine Cafe

Every morning I cheat on my husband. I have tried to resist the temptation. I only end up with a pounding migraine headache.

I suffer from the absolute need for the delectable, awe-inspiring and indefinable quality of perfection you possess. No matter where I go, you are there. Every bodega, deli, diner and shop is stocked up with your warm, fragrant goodness.

I cannot be without you. Even while pregnant, I ran back to you. My husband cannot comprehend the magnitude of my desire for you.

I am forever enslaved to this legally addictive stimulant. I want you even now.



Image taken from Steven Evans, Wikimedia Commons.