Magic Moments
There are some very rewarding moments in life. Getting into the school of your choice. Getting the job you really want. Watching your child take its first steps. Remembering where you put your car keys.
However, there is very little in life more rewarding than, during a lunch-time Google search, finding a picture of the guy that broke your heart, the guy you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, the guy you really did think was perfect--Really!--the guy who played James Taylor and the Cranberries the first time you went over to his house, the guy who caused you to save a dress for ten years because it was the dress you were wearing when he first kissed you and, DAMN, you looked GOOD. Finding that guy's picture. And it is from his private elementary school's newsletter (that should have been the first clue) just published last winter. And looking at that picture and discovering that, not only did he get really fat, like, Orca-fat, but that he also wore a white tuxedo to his wedding.
Sometimes it takes a while for God's little plan to reveal itself.
However, there is very little in life more rewarding than, during a lunch-time Google search, finding a picture of the guy that broke your heart, the guy you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, the guy you really did think was perfect--Really!--the guy who played James Taylor and the Cranberries the first time you went over to his house, the guy who caused you to save a dress for ten years because it was the dress you were wearing when he first kissed you and, DAMN, you looked GOOD. Finding that guy's picture. And it is from his private elementary school's newsletter (that should have been the first clue) just published last winter. And looking at that picture and discovering that, not only did he get really fat, like, Orca-fat, but that he also wore a white tuxedo to his wedding.
Sometimes it takes a while for God's little plan to reveal itself.
1 Comments:
Oh, I didn't. I just sat and laughed. And then emailed the link to all of my friends.
By Miss Head, at 6:50 AM
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