I don't LIKE Roller Coasters, Dang It!
The last 24 hours has been an emotional Roller Coaster and, since the early 1960s, Pacific Ocean Park, Malibu Beach, Californy, I have despised Roller Coasters!
Over a month back I bought a cheap-o ten-foot garden hose, just enough to add to my main hose and try to git some grass goin' in my dirt patch I call "The Front Yard"!
Within a week or so, it had disappeared.....someone needed it more than I, I reckon, but whoever "they" were, they were kind eough to leave behind my sprinlker! Still! I was upset! and had been since then, up to yesterday.....
That is when Kayla, a Dear Friend (We used to go out together, now & then) & neighbor, joined me on the Veranda and, in the course of conversation, mentioned that her Kids had taken my hose and it was watering her lawn as we spoke......
Now, Folks, I am no longer the "Old" Norm! Nay! I am now the "Old Norm" and, therefore, didn't rant & rave and all that.....but I did let it be known that I was offended. Once my Friend realized the depth of my disappointment, she asked if I wanted the hose back, offering to go and get it "right now". My reply was "No! I don't want the damned hose back! I just want my Respect back!". I had just, that day, bought a replacement.....
So, Kayla left, crying......
I slept poorly that night, angry, hurt....wondering how folks I had bent over backwards to help, folks who had been kind and considerate to me for four years, folks I had considered Friends, could have "done me that way".
I spent half of today, at work, trying to figure out HOW I could justify "Forgiveness" and kept coming up blank, until the Lord stepped in and pointed out to me that, while there was some inconsideration, there was no Evil! No Bad Intent! And, Finally, I had a solid reason for extending my forgiveness and, at the same time, asking for forgiveness, in the hope of saving a four-year Friendship.....with a Woman who, in Truth, I Love but am, physically, too damned old for....
....for what a 47-year-old Woman needs!
This Glorious Saturdy Evening, after a Fine Day at Work and an Epiphany as to the Situation, I sat on the same Veranda & chatted with my Good Friend, Steve until Kayla, as I knew she would, strode by.....Steve, being a Gentleman, bade me a "Good Evening" and I called Kayla over.....she came and I asked to speak my piece, which, when she granted me leave to, I did, to no apparent avail.....She still left in tears......
When I was four, on my Grandfolks' dirt-patch, in Illinois, I once found a trashed-out, hoof-stomped, tractor-abused little harmonica, lying in the dirt. I sat on the back stoop of Grandpa Johnson's little trailer and proceeded to play the Blues.....seems that's all I can play, huh? I knew, from then on, that I would have a lonely life....that I was, somehow, destined for a life alone....It saddened me yet, for some strange reason, I accepted it as Truth right from the git-go.
Kayla! If, perchance, you ever read this, I cannot be the Man you Need but I Can, and Do, Love You! And, them ain't words I use Lightly, either.
Your Friend, Norm!
Over a month back I bought a cheap-o ten-foot garden hose, just enough to add to my main hose and try to git some grass goin' in my dirt patch I call "The Front Yard"!
Within a week or so, it had disappeared.....someone needed it more than I, I reckon, but whoever "they" were, they were kind eough to leave behind my sprinlker! Still! I was upset! and had been since then, up to yesterday.....
That is when Kayla, a Dear Friend (We used to go out together, now & then) & neighbor, joined me on the Veranda and, in the course of conversation, mentioned that her Kids had taken my hose and it was watering her lawn as we spoke......
Now, Folks, I am no longer the "Old" Norm! Nay! I am now the "Old Norm" and, therefore, didn't rant & rave and all that.....but I did let it be known that I was offended. Once my Friend realized the depth of my disappointment, she asked if I wanted the hose back, offering to go and get it "right now". My reply was "No! I don't want the damned hose back! I just want my Respect back!". I had just, that day, bought a replacement.....
So, Kayla left, crying......
I slept poorly that night, angry, hurt....wondering how folks I had bent over backwards to help, folks who had been kind and considerate to me for four years, folks I had considered Friends, could have "done me that way".
I spent half of today, at work, trying to figure out HOW I could justify "Forgiveness" and kept coming up blank, until the Lord stepped in and pointed out to me that, while there was some inconsideration, there was no Evil! No Bad Intent! And, Finally, I had a solid reason for extending my forgiveness and, at the same time, asking for forgiveness, in the hope of saving a four-year Friendship.....with a Woman who, in Truth, I Love but am, physically, too damned old for....
....for what a 47-year-old Woman needs!
This Glorious Saturdy Evening, after a Fine Day at Work and an Epiphany as to the Situation, I sat on the same Veranda & chatted with my Good Friend, Steve until Kayla, as I knew she would, strode by.....Steve, being a Gentleman, bade me a "Good Evening" and I called Kayla over.....she came and I asked to speak my piece, which, when she granted me leave to, I did, to no apparent avail.....She still left in tears......
When I was four, on my Grandfolks' dirt-patch, in Illinois, I once found a trashed-out, hoof-stomped, tractor-abused little harmonica, lying in the dirt. I sat on the back stoop of Grandpa Johnson's little trailer and proceeded to play the Blues.....seems that's all I can play, huh? I knew, from then on, that I would have a lonely life....that I was, somehow, destined for a life alone....It saddened me yet, for some strange reason, I accepted it as Truth right from the git-go.
Kayla! If, perchance, you ever read this, I cannot be the Man you Need but I Can, and Do, Love You! And, them ain't words I use Lightly, either.
Your Friend, Norm!
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