I have a little story to share with you. My mom shared it with me over the weekend and I loved it so thoroughly that I just had to blog about it…
My mom to tell me about the most romantic experience she ever remembers happening to her in her entire life (which unfortunately, doesn't involve my father).
She was 13 years old and at a school dance in the swinging '60s. She was giggling with friends, sipping on punch and doing the occasional twist. Suddenly, across the room she saw him. The boy who's name she had spent hours doodling in her school notebook. Sadly, he was the school's 'It' boy – he had a gorgeous girlfriend with long flowing golden locks who followed him around where ever he went…. except for this one night.
He came over to speak to my mom - she couldn't believe her luck. They then moved across onto the school's sports field for a chat. They walked in the crisp air, surrounded by darkness except for the glow of the moon, Elvis Presley's Love Me Tender only just audible from the school hall. They walked around the field hand in hand, lap after lap, neither wanting to ever let go.
More than 50 years later, she still remembers every sound, smell and sight from that one night, when she was a 13 year old girl, with a heart that had swelled up like a balloon and a stomach with a gazillion butterflies fluttering about it.
And isn't that what life is all about. Those unexpected moments, as trivial as they may be, where you allow yourself to just feel – without the nagging pressures that perpetually drag us down. Those moments when the entire universe falls away into oblivion and you allow yourself to get completely caught up in a moment.
It makes me think that we need to silence all those questions in our heads… all the what if's, what next's and why me's – because you may become so consumed by all the complications that you forget to just enjoy it while it's good. And who knows… 50 years from now you may be remembering that one unforgettable moment that you lost yourself in.
2 comments:
That story is toooooo cute!!!!!
the one romantic story my mom told me was how she was sick in my dad's car after a night of mad drinking, on her part, and she didnt even know him, he asked her out AFTER that... ah young love.
Deeep MsMoze. Deeep.
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