To the Society of Romantics and Mislead Hopefuls:
I wish to complain about my heart.
It appears to be defected, broken.
Lately it’s been a pain to carry around.
Last night I went to a wedding. At first my heart was fluttering and light. It was awed by the romance that hung upon the night. The beautiful dresses, the gorgeous hall, the magical bride. Then my heart noticed the couples. Everyone marching along, as if about to enter Noah’s Arc, two by two. Except us, my heart and I, we were a lonely ‘one.’
My heart was further appalled when some well intentioned, or perhaps business minded lady who approached us to comment on how lovely we looked, dripping in our Indian regalia. The lady was complimentary but she ended the conversation with a business card, in which she invited us to give her a call for our ‘big’ day.
My heart got a little heavy then. Very heavy, and frankly it was sad all the way home. It complained bitterly about having to go to another wedding next weekend, all alone. Recounting to it all the wonderful blessings it takes for granted did nothing to cheer it up. Perhaps it was an overabundance of hormones but my heart cried all the way home.
I miss the days when my heart was light and airy.
Could you please send me another, I promise not to let a new one get trampled on.
Pinky Swear,
CP
20 comments:
Absent in body, but present in spirit.
1 Corinthians, 5. 3
Your heart is OK ... wonderful in fact ... she just needs a good buddy ... like a lot of us do.
Aw, Bella...it's ok. :)
Nope....we don't give up on hearts around here. If it's pumping then it can be fixed. Just takes a bit of time, patience and lots of TLC.
I'm with Scratchie
time, time, time
and lots of salsa also (both kinds)
Aw, two weddings in two weekends. That's a lot even for a brand new shiny heart.
Funny how single women leave weddings feeling like this... And single men leave clicking their heels, whistling and thanking their deity-of-choice it was the other guy and not them...
Funny hmmmm... Not funny ha-ha...
Feel better babe...
That's an order!
It's dem hormones trouble, Freakin Hormones...
I don't think they have replacements, however a little software called TLC coupled with a good caring service technician will make it better.
I love weddings, the happiness and the FOOD!
I love the sex with random drunk bridesmaids...
Trouble, so far the random men were unappealing, Next Fri is a trini wedding...Im keeping my fingers crossed.....
Forget the heart, go get a secret agent. He won't replace the heart, but he'll be a lot more fun. I'll see who's available.
I can't help you with your heart, but maybe you could imagine you have a pony? That always cheers me up.
OE if I could get a reccomendation for the Toronto area, it would be much appreciated....have a stats sheet to me by end of day.
Over and OUt (that was really nerdy!)
Mari: Thanks anyway!
i like weddings, as fantastically single as i am... it's the one time i DON'T feel depressed about my status. i almost feel renewed, hopeful... as in "if that ugly cow can get married, then for sure i'll find a mate soon!"
LOL
aaaw how poetic. sorry to hear how u feel though. i'm such a pessimist. so i'd say you didn't take notice to all the couples that are MISERABLE!! try not to be so envious. the grass always looks greener on the other side. hopefully your heart can just love being itself and not need anything more.
Currently carrying a slightly damaged heart.I'll keep it though cos the new one spromise good things and do not deliver:)
Awwwwww, this is so well-written and so touching. One day we'll get ours CP.
lol @ jaybee. Hilarious. I cry at all weddings.
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