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A SECRET ADMIRER I've been reading my old journals lately, ... shocked how many people that appear in my journals as close acquaintances, I can no longer identify by their first names...I search my memories for these people who played such important roles in my life 20 years ago and have been completely erased from my memory. Yesterday, I came across this story about a man who was my lover for many months. He lived in Victoria, 300 miles away. I met him through mutual friends. He had gone back to university for a degree he had abandoned 30 years before when his first wash born...I drove to Victoria most weekends to see him....he was still overseeing his business and couldn't get away......We had fun..I was seriously thinking about moving to Victoria and taking some courses in the Arts department. My 's grandparents were there too.....A good friend wanted us to share her huge house...and, I found a job at the UVIC 's Village... So I was on the UVIC campus to meet with the director and other teachers and see the facility...I spent the night with my boyfriend and told him when my appointment was and he told me that he had an exam at the same time.So he knew I was going to be on campus at the same time as him.. When I was walking through the parking lot to get to my appointment, I came across my boyfriend's vehicle.I thought it would be fun to say hi by leaving a message on his car.....So I wrote "from a secret admirer" on a Post-It, renewed my lipstick, kissed the note and stuck it to his windshield. Then I went about my day.I went to an animation festival with a friend and got back to my boyfriend's apt. after midnight. He was sitting in his computer chair staring at the wall above the computer where my pink "Secret Admirer" note was stuck to the wall.He just stared and stared at that note.....Then he told me his theory of who his secret admirer was. He was sure it was the 19 year-old in one of his classes.the one he had been admiring all semester.....and his eyes glazed over again.I suggested that maybe a man had left the note and he got very angry at me.I fell asleep alone and left next morning before he woke up, leaving a replica of the first note on his computer screen. |
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I hope words don't vanish from my post.......
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I was perhaps, secretly glad that he had created an out for me.....The man had no sense of humor. I was done with him and it was the last straw.......He was an awesome lover though, which was why I was still in the relationship......His ex wife was married to a good friend of mine and when I made a comment to her about his skills, she said she taught him everything he knows and I thanked her.....There's a certain closeness that can only come from enjoying the same lover.
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Interesting how people come into and leave our lives. You mention not remembering names, I have that problem with names of people closer to now. As a practice for memory, sometimes I will try to name all the 21 kids that were in my 8th grade class. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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Interesting how people come into and leave our lives. You mention not remembering names, I have that problem with names of people closer to now. As a practice for memory, sometimes I will try to name all the 21 kids that were in my 8th grade class.
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My God, woman!!!.....Your 8th grade class?...The school I went to in the 8th grade had home-rooms, where we met in the morning for row-call and announcements and then we dispersed to different classrooms and teachers.....I can remember the names of some of the kids that I was in classes with, even what classes we took together, but I couldn't say for sure what year of high school I was in.......I'm not in contact with anyone I went to high-school with.......except for one guy who became a renown gay activist and controversial columnist... A great many of my classmates started kindergarten and went through all 12 years together. I remember our 8th grade the most fondly because it was our last year of just the 21 of us before we went to "the big school". A few classmates have kept in sporadic contact, and some have reconnected through face book on a page "remembering 'our home town'". It's like we have come full circle in our lives. Everyone scattered after graduation, went out separate ways, lived our lives, raised our families, and now come back together online and reminisce about our childhoods. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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