In 2005, my darling Mo introduced me to a show that was on television in the 90s called 'Key West'! It was wonderful and as a result I was ready to visit the island when a few months later he took me to see the real deal (in February when it was snowing here in Denver). Needless to say, I fell in love!
But Key West is more than a vacation resort or even an island at the end of the Keys in
Although I reside in the Mile-High city in my "real" life there is the home of my heart... the End of the World, the Land beyond Time, Key West. Key West became, for me, the Place of my imagination. The location where "things" happen that can't really be accounted for and seem beyond explanation.
It is my hope that amidst the incarnate you will see some of the ineffable. Hope you enjoy!
*David Beaird in the first episode of 'Key West'
Sunday, November 20, 2011
lifetime of memories
November
So full of milestones
my birthday (today)
my son's birthday ( my youngest- turned fourteen on the 8th- OMG!)
Freedom Day (the day my divorce was finalized- the 3rd).
I missed Freedom Day this year with all the craziness
that tailspins me around from one thing to another.
My son's birthday was awhirl with life stuff (fourteen-year-olds will do some dumb stuff.)
And my birthday sandwiched between two days of work
Nevertheless
November is a lodestone
of the past
Mimosas and cheesecake,
favorite foods
Walking out of the courthouse,
dance-down-the-street happiness that it was finally finished
Son sleeping in my arms
trashcan close by to catch any upheavals
while friends eat cake and laugh in hilarity
Being dressed like a doll (I hate shopping!)
a fourth decade dragging me down,
reminding me of opportunities dried up and carried off the wind
Bearing down, pushing,
finding life altered once more with a bleated cry
Pecan pie eaten in a dorm room
Snowplowing my way home
a surprise blizzard gifting me with the day off (DPS hadn't cancelled school in 20 years!)
A slammed door as whispered conspiracies shut me out
exclusion burying the giggly companionship
Watching for a package laden postman (Mrs. Beasley in a box)
anxious nose pressed against the glass
Many more
Memories
carried in the leaf blown arms of
November
This is a beautiful list of memories, Danette. It does read like a poem! And Happy Birthday!!
ReplyDeleteI hope you'll drop over and see that I've just self-published a novella length memoir, and a short story (memoir). Memories are where it's at when you're MY age! Happy/sad memories, as your November memories probably are. (A divorce is never easy).
Ann Best, Memoir Author
Happy birthday my dear!!! Sparkly glitter and lots of bubbly to you! * clink clink* ( I tried to comment earlier but blogger was up to its usual tricks).
ReplyDeleteHope you're having a fab weekend and congrats to your son for his birthday too. So many memories, indeed. This year has flown!! I just read your post on Freedom day, you know - you are brave for taking the right decision six years ago and taking those steps towards a new life. As Steve Jobs said "your time is limited, don't waste it living someone else's life"... So true. Always stay true to yourself my dear. So lovely to know you! xx
Happy birthday Danette!!! Despite having to work around that time, I hope you had a great day! This is a lovely list of memories!
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ReplyDeleteAnn: Thanks for dropping by and for the birthday greetings!
ReplyDeleteTalei: So right! To life... to living our best life, dearest! *clink, clink*
Trisha: Thanks and thanks for the comment on the other post. It means a lot!
Mary: Thanks!
Very, poetic, Danette. Happy Birthday and Happy Freedom Day!
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Happy birthday to you and your son! Hope you managed to enjoy it.
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