My version of a short story. Its not done, and while largely fictional is based on events that have happened in my life. You've already heard the story, but in a different way, so read on:
Maybe it was the way he laughed. Maybe it was that hat. All I know is I was smitten. You don’t hear smitten all that often. Its been replaced by so many other adjectives that smitten has become a word of the past. But that’s what I was. His laugh, smile, eyes, and hat made the perfect package.
I knew right away that he would never be mine. Too many girls prettier than I were jonesing after him, and I just wasn’t that well, forward, about my crush. It wasn’t my style. I’d always been taught to wait for the guy to pursue me, which I knew to be right, but was finding it to be more and more difficult with each passing single day.
I hadn’t been in a relationship since Kenny, at least not a real one. I’d had flings, affairs, and good times, but no relationship. I really wanted to be in a relationship, desired to be, thought I needed to be. But God said no. He had something so much better planned for me. “What is it?” I asked. “Just wait and see My beautiful daughter,” He told me. So I’m waiting, still…
And I’ll continue to wait until…
I can clear Kenny from my head completely. I know that may take a while, but I owe it to the one who loves me to be completely in love with him, whoever that may be. My mom brought him up the other day in assign conversation. We were waiting to buy groceries and she asked what had happened with his family. All of a sudden I got this flutter in my heart that maybe he was back again, but I knew it wasn’t true. People don’t come back from the dead.
I told her they were doing fine, still trying to cope almost two years later. She said it was hard to lose a child, especially the way Kenny’s life ended. No parent should have to go through that, even parents as horrible as Kenny’s.
His mom was good enough. Sometimes I thought Kenny would be fine if his mom were a single mom. She was nice, polite, and most of all liked me more than his previous girlfriends. His dad was a nightmare. Boorish, outdated, and incredibly rude. He expected more from Kenny than any parent should expect from a child, and he made sure Kenny knew he was disappointed. He could have brought home Mother Teresa as his girlfriend and Kenny’s dad still would have been unhappy.
Maybe that’s why Kenny…
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