7.12.2009

Until.mp3

i woke up this morning with a headache as usual, .
mom still made me go to church .
*after noticing a few unusual looks , probably due to my attitude ,
or the tank top i wore with my cardigan ,*
i sat in the back (like always) , -texting , & studying my notes for school .
all until , the pain in my head & eyes grew intense.
i heard a voice in my head say "pay close attention."
with the preacher's sermons, he usually talks about a whole bunch of stuff
that i classify as irrelevant to my life & the stuff I experience daily.
for some peculiar reason ,
it felt as if he was talking specifically to me.
this hardily EVER happens.
it related so much , that i even teared up a bit.
*after wiping the few fallen tears , before anyone could see what was happening,*
i returned to texting.

after church ended, i noted that older people take FOREVER to exit a pew.
i saw my bestfriend , in his baby blue sweater, walking across the street to where we were.
i quickly turned, making it seem like i didn't notice him coming ,
& he playfully hit me in the head & then rubbed my arm , as to say hello.
after talking to him for a quick three minutes, i noticed he disappeared to go talk to my mom.
they conversed about his job and such, & i walked over to her, letting her know my stomach was hurtin' like crazy.
she told him to give me a hug to possibly make me feel better ,.
it didn't help, but i still appreciated the hug :)

after we left, we went to famous dave's , and then to safeway.
in the car my mom had called her friend,
letting her know that she had forgotten to give her
her package ,.
she said that she'd drive over , & that I would bring the package to the door.
of course, my response was , "you're always volunteering me for stuff."
& she goes, "that's because you're the love of my life. & i love you"
*she's incredibly full of it, because that made me change my attitude*
she reached for my hand, as she usually does when riding in the car,
& i noticed that "until" *by musiq soulchild* was playing on my ipod.
a beautiful song , for a moment such as that .
at that point, i could actually feel her love, as she kissed my hand.
-a feeling i don't witness often from others ,.-

my mother is the love of MY life.

-i love her dearly.

2 comments:

Nimo! said...

You are absolutely blessed with your writing. It's so beautiful.
Do you write stories as well?

e. v. D'leau , said...

thank you ;)

i used to ,
i don't anymore ,.
i haven't really looked into it .