Not just a story.  

Weirdie 58M
79 posts
8/23/2006 7:54 pm

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8/27/2007 12:21 pm

Not just a story.

The man had lost everything. Everything except his joy in life, and that was beginning to fade.
True, he had his work, which he loved, and into which he poured his soul. But the need for his abilities had dwindled to nothing three times that year.
True, he had the lady he'd loved for over a decade. But although in many ways they had been perfect for one another from the first moment, in others they were poles apart. The man understood well that, as much as they loved one another, they would never be able to be together, never be able to make one another's world right.
True, he had his son. But his son was grown now, beginning the journey of being his own young self rather than the old man's son. And yes, the pain of letting him go was leavened by the joy and pride of watching him go. But as well, the joy and pride of watching him go was leavened by the pain of letting him go. And when all was said and done, the young man was going.
True, he had his friends. But while his friends loved him, and found enjoyment in his presence, he hardly ever saw them anymore. The circumstances of his life forbade it. The lack of money, the lack of useful work, the lack of his son's presence, the frustration of loving a lady he couldn't possibly spend his life with, were all combining to limit his world, making it smaller and darker, day by day.
This is not just a story. It truly happened. I was there.
And then the gods spoke. And they said, one day, certainly. But not today.
A young woman came into his life. Neither of them was looking for the other, but each other was what they found. She taught him that he was neither as old nor as useless as he had come to believe. He taught her that she was neither as young nor as ignorant as she had been told. With his new lady came new friends, new joys, new challenges. With her new lord came the same.
One of those new friends needed someone with just such skills as the man possessed. To that new friend, the man was a godsend. Many of those new friends introduced them both to new ways of looking at the world, ways which both the man and the woman had considered and given up long before. But now they had found people who were making those new ways work for them. And the circumstances of their lives combined to expand their world, making it larger and brighter, day by day.
This is not just a story. It truly happened. I was there.
The young lady had a small daughter, the father long vanished. The lady and her daughter had long since given up hope that daddy would ever come home. But the daughter found that for the first time in years, mommy was happy. She found that she enjoyed being in the man's lap, comforted and reassured that someone had found a way to make mommy happy again. Once again, the daughter's world was as she felt it should be. And of course, since he was the man who had made her world right again, she called the man daddy. And of course, the man found himself crying those tears of joy that are born of the love of a child, the tears he had never dared hope to cry again.
There were, and are to this day, those in that man's world who believed that there were no miracles, there was no magic. They chose to think that the world could not change, that everything gained at the first of one's life was lost at the last of it, that there were no second chances. And though the man knew he would not change them, still the words of the gods would not be denied. And so he chose to remind them that yes, miracles do happen, magic does exist, the world does change, there are second chances. And because he was at heart a simple man, he chose to say those words in a simple way:
This is not just a story. It truly happened. I was there.

Raveheart2005 49M

8/26/2006 11:25 am

you My Bro are a amazing man I thank everything for our paths crossing and our time shared, I wish you the brightest path, of the most best results....Rave

Lukn4ASlowDown 48F

8/29/2006 4:23 pm

Absolutely amazing, yet hit home story! Your wording is brilliant! Thank you, I'm glad I was led to read this. I needed that!
Love to you!

needingitdeep 46F
21 posts
9/3/2006 1:44 pm

miracles, magic, changes, and second chances happen all the time ... all we need to do is take time to see them happening instead of rushing life past us and ignoring the wonders our world still has instore for us ... ... I believe for I was there


angelplusdevil 40F
203 posts
9/6/2006 3:27 pm

complex yet simplistically sweet. ty.

PaganTx22 45F

9/14/2006 2:59 pm

You know what , I think that you are one of the most honest ,down to earth people I have met in my entire life and you deserve a fucking award for the way you have the balls to tell it like it is and the fact that you are articulate enough to express yourself in a way that damn near everyone can relate to on one level or another. The world needs more people that can be as honest as I know you to be, it would be a much better place.

rm_bookmage 55M

10/19/2006 1:23 pm

We've never met, but through your words you make all your readers family. Thank you.

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