Sitting here trying to think of a story for a Christmas Eve prompt. I had thought about annoying people with dancing around and singing Maria Carey. It is almost time to put those songs back on the shelf.
I am watching old movies, reminding me of the past with my grandmother, and hearing a song I used to sing with my kids. I am not with them this holiday season, but am with them in spirit.
Bundle of Joy is on the television now. I loved the love story. It didn’t last for them, but good things came of their relationship, like Carrie Fisher.
It is nice to think about the good moments in your life. Focus on the little love stories that happened. Even in some of the harder, more toxic pairings, there are good parts. You wouldn’t stay very long if there wasn’t anything good. Even I, so desperate for love and attention, can recognize those things that are not good for me.
I am singing in my head now:
I never felt this way before / I never dreamed that this would happen / A warm caress from more or less a stranger / And, oh, so suddenly you mean, oh, so much to me / I never felt I could melt this way before / Or that a kiss could take my heart for granted / Night after night I’ve waited and I’ve wondered, darling, where you are / And there you are, what a breathless love affair you are / I may not know how real or how unreal this may be / I only know I never felt this way before.
Lisa Gray 