it's been 'one of those' weeks around here
it's been of those weeks when things have went way wonky and twisty
it's been one of those weeks when I get homesick right down to my toes
it's been one of those weeks when I really miss the support system of my friends from home
it was the kind of week where if I was in stone throwing distance
a single text message would be read like a SOS flare in the night
they would know like only girlfriends do
they would quickly organize
they would gather with open arms
and
I would rant and rave and carry on with my hands flying all over the place in my
signature fast crazy talking way
I would reenacted the details of the gut wrenching week and how it all went down like I do...
annnnd she was all like... and then you won't believe what happened next and can you BELIEVE this... and... and...and....
and no one would think I had lost my mind or was being dramatic
they would be invested in every word
with lips tight and eyes rolling and jaws clinched
and
hearts aching
because they know... they know... they feel my pain... like it was happening directly to them
you know those kinds of girlfriends that just let you spill it alllll over the table
I mean just throw it all out there
and
when you finally get to the most insulting injustice of it all
they would yell out in unison..
WE'RE GOING TO GO KICK SOME BEEEEEHIND!!!
but they wouldn't yell ''behind'' because that wouldn't even begin to cover it
(after a few cocktails)
and of course no one would really be kicking any one's anything
but we would talk about it
ohhhhhh how weeeeee would talk about it!!!!
we would come up with a diabolical scheme
we would discuss the play by play details of the pay back
and how and when it would go down
bwhahahahahahahahahaha
we would be 45... like totalllllly going on 15!
after allllll the carrying on, the planning, the scheming
in the end
let me tell you
right here and now
we would do
NOTHING
through this ritual of fixing my heart
somewhere in there one of them would have been through the same thing
someone would know how to right the wrongs
someone would have held my hand in a quiet moment and told me how she will say extra prayers
someone would have broke down and shared something that was heavy on her heart
and
we would have worked that all out too
at the end of the night
we would be spent
all our hearts would feel better though
we would hug and say
''I love you''
on wonky twisty weeks like this
I feel my heart pulled to the shore that is familiar and safe
this was the kind of week that couldn't be fixed through an email
from 4800 miles away
I really hate weeks like this
I really do.
don't worry though...
I know next week...
is a new week
