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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Like an ethereal wind swept through the doorway. I don’t remember answering. I remember her words, “We are eloping,” and she blew past my dropped jaw and big eyes; I don’t remember sitting down, I just remember being there. The white dress in plastic; yes, the dress like a baby being taken away. My baby letting me in, first, on the secret that would wind its way through the family, one by one. I don’t remember if she was alone or if her fiancé was with her. The stairs in full bloom, a little green, a little blue, five steps; a quick decision. Alone, with my thoughts and as the wind changes direction; there was the hug; was there an ‘I’m sorry…’ I have no idea. She let me in, as I let her in; I wasn’t completely left out - left out of the party. ~ ~ ~ I chose this moment that stands out in time. My eldest was married twice, my middle child was married in Guam (watched a video) and my youngest eloped. Life doesn’t always give you the perfect moments, yet they are unforgettable. The first line was the hardest to write as I felt as if I was holding my breath through the entire write, reliving the freeze frame. I changed the 1st line with its “cold wind,” to ethereal; and my 4th line with its “surprised look” to a more exact image. After my daughter left, I went to church. I was sitting in a chair telling a friend, and it was then that I burst into tears. Of course, I got over it; or did I?
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