beautiful sunday
Yesterday, I spent time at Linny’s and omigosh there’s SO MUCH we learned about each other that over 2 years of cell never gave us the chance to discover. We talked about life, art, music, poetry (I kid you not!), even crushes. Hahaha. Eep. :P
She’s really such a BEAUTIFUL person, this Linny. It’s funny how she said when I met her it was during her “immature” days but I’ve always looked up to her. Immature? Highly unlikely.
She’s just taken another leap into the wonderful unknown, this time moving out and being on her own (hey, it rhymes!). Clap, clap. :) She’s loving every single minute of it. She's truly admirable.
___________________
It surprises me how little I talk about my past life – carpool “princess” as Ling would say, dinnertime pianist – Linny’s favorite story (My family would eat while I played Les Miz or Andrew Lloyd Webber on the piano. Stop laughing. ALW was a PHASE! Sorry, George, but I’m getting me a Steinway soon as I can afford it), teetering alcoholic (My former on-again off-again boyfriend’s name was Jose Cuervo. Oh, such happy and usually forgotten times together.. All in the past, THANK GOD!), groupie/band-aid (or call it whatever you will), screaming theater geek, angst-ridden wildchild, and of course, my infamous stint as the official “pornstar” of the unholy choir of St. James (although it really isn't as bad as it sounds).
Hmmm. Yeah, okay. THAT’S why I don’t talk about it. :P
I can actually write about the stupid things I’ve done in the past and feel NO SHAME because that is no longer who I am. :) Chalk it up to the stupidity of my youth. God has renewed me, renewed my life and made it BETTER THAN I EVER COULD HAVE IMAGINED.
I truly believe that God has always watched over me. If I hadn’t met Puffy.. If I hadn’t met Dee.. If I hadn’t met Reg.. If I hadn't gotten close to Allotte and Nica.. If I hadn’t met Zion, Ikit or Linny.. If I hadn’t started attending service, or cell.. If I hadn’t surrendered my life to God..
BUT I DID. And as Robert Frost eloquently put it:
“I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
Praise God. :)

0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home