My Only Friend

I've been staring at this fruit loop for 30 minutes. I'm wondering when am I going to pick this yellow hidden treasure off the floor surrounded by remnants of his friends. I've passed this fruit loop several times over the last two weeks, but something has prevented me from sweeping this lonely particle made up of sugar and processed flour from the Earth. How lonely this fruit loop must feel? I wonder if it feels abandoned. Life is passing by right before its eyes. He feels like the world is going on without him. His friends have moved on, but he is still in the same position. He's waiting for the Grimm Sweeper to come and make a decision for him. He has no legs. No strength to move. He feels hopeless. Maybe I should take him out of his misery or maybe I'll just wait another week.

I'm in Love With My Best Friend

There is something I have to tell you. I love you! Well actually, I'm in love with you. I mean of course I'm in love with you. Why not! You know me. You know everything about me. You can sense when I'm sad, lonely, tired, weak, happy. When I can't talk to you I miss you. We have been friends since we were little girls. We dreamed together. We prayed together. We sang together. He doesn't know me like you do. We have everything in common. We watch the same shows, share clothes, and even got pregnant at the same time. So why didn't you know. I love you, so, so, much. When you are mad at me I feel like I can't breathe. I actually lay in bed and stare at the walls. When I'm mad at him I just have to get naked and then its over. You are the funniest, silliest, most successful person I know. Your my personal therapist. Remember when that girl threatened to beat me up at 3p.m. after school. You were there at 2:58p.m. I love you so, so, much. You know my deepest, darkest secrets. Secrets I can't share with him. If I did we would be divorced already. Remember how you drove me to the hospital when I was pregnant? You have always been there for me. Do you remember how you got sick taking care of me and you missed your final exams? I love you so, so, so much. Remember how you bought me pineapple sodas from Benjis when I didn't have any money after school. How didn't you know! I love you!!! "I love you, too!"

Once upon a time……..

Once upon a time there was this beautiful princess. She was the most beautiful creature in all the kingdom. She had hair all the way down her back, and the biggest prettiest eyes you ever seen before. She was filled with so much youth that she would laugh, jump, and play. She enjoyed life. She would eat healthy food from the garden, and spend the remainder of the day pampering herself with massages, pedicures, and facial treatments. While everyone else was spending their money on makeup all she had to do was get a facial and she was done. No laugh lines, no wrinkles or acne. She was beautiful. All the ladies at court kept asking her when was she going to get married. It was time to settle down and have children. But the princess didn't think she was ready to start a family yet. She was enjoying life. She could do whatever she wanted. She had dreams of becoming an airplane pilot. She always enjoyed flying. She wanted to see the world. However, her friends kept insisting that she get married and start a family. However when they brought the idea up it was always accompanied by a strange smirk and a sly grin. Then a prince appeared. All the women in the kingdom fancied the prince. He was charming, and generous. He promised her jewels, furs, a beautiful home, a luxurious car, and anything her heart desired. He just wanted an heir. On their wedding night they made passionate love all night long. Soon she became pregnant. And so the real story begins. The princess did not enjoy being pregnant. Her feet ached, her tummy ached, she felt like it all was a big mistake. The prince began to look ugly. She no longer looked at him as her snuggly big bear, but a nuisance in underwear. Everyone made her sick. She realized it had all been a trick. Her friends were getting a kick out of her misery. She wondered if there had been some form of wizardry. She was no longer beautiful with long, flowing hair. She became bloated and fat and began to not care. She no longer ate healthy food which maintained her figure. She loved eating Bojangles blueberry biscuits. The more she worried the more she grew hairy. Hair sprouted from her chin and face, while inches grew from her waist. She no longer had time for a wax. Her kitty kat was on blast. The aesthetician frowned and said "I'll be right back!" But still the prince grew fonder. He demanded more kids with a great hunger. She laid down an abided by his rule. Before long she was feeling like a mule. You could never catch her without a child on her back. Screaming and crying and wetting the sack. She dreamed of what her life could have been. Maybe she should have married ugly Ken. At least his hair was wavy. And maybe just maybe he couldn't make babies. The End

7 pound Baby

Remember the movie 7 pounds with Will Smith. The movie where he accidentally kills seven people while driving a car. At the end of the movie he donates his body parts to several different individuals. In the end Rosario Dawson sees Woody Harrelson and looks into his eyes and sees Will Smith. I always think about that movie when I look into my daughter's eyes. Its funny because she has her dad's eyes. When I took genetics class in college my professor said that offspring (children) do not get a mixture of genes. I mean if one parent has blue hair and the other parent has red hair your child will not have purple hair. The child will either have blue hair or red hair. Children inherit features from both parents either good or bad. Hopefully if your lucky your children will inherit the best qualities that you and your spouse have to offer. Through life's hardships you and your spouse can grow apart or grow closer to one another. You can begin to despise that person or you can become closer and love that person more than you ever loved him or her before. Either way how parents treat each other in life definitely affects children. Sometimes a person who you once would die for becomes the person you actually want to kill. You say so many hurtful things to one another that your words become bullets and your mouth becomes a shotgun. But then you see you kids. You see them cry. You see them laugh. You notice that they have your nose. They have his bony legs. You remember that time how silly he looked in swim trunks when you went to the Bahamas that summer and how he made you laugh. You touch your daughters hair and feel the softness and think about how her hair use to fall in her eyes and you would move it from her face. How her hair smelled of vanilla. Sometimes dwelling too much in the past or too much in the present prevents you from appreciating what is staring you right in the face. Sometimes looking in your children's eyes, smelling their hair, and making them laugh is what the future holds. Forgetting how they hurt you , remembering how they loved, and not imagining you life without them is what being a family is about. And those are the best qualities you have to offer.