Life is Your Story

Come here Let me hold you Let me tell you How much I love you How easy it is To be with you Let’s HIDE BENEATH THE COVERS Let’s take Mondays Off the calendar Let’s kiss and hug Let’s laugh LET’S TALK IT OUT AND MAKE A PACT NEVER TO GIVE UP NEVER TO LEAVE LET’S RESPECT ONE ANOTHER BE PRESENT BE LOVERS BE FRIENDS LOVE COMES IN MANY FORMS OURS HAS A SHAPE OF ITS OWN Like A snowflake Dancing WITH the wind Like a winding path Full of detours And fallen trees THAT WE NAVIGATE Hand in hand Me beside you You beside me In love In silence In time For all of those who have found love and to the brave souls who are willing to try and find it again.

This is a true story and it is fascinating.  I went to the grocery store. I was in the mood for some Beck's non alcoholic beer (is there any other kind?). I am always hesitant to walk into that "walk- in" beer fridge. I wonder who else is in that fridge?  So I go in and it’s cold because it’s a fridge. I make my way around the maze of crates and boxes and then I smell cologne and I don’t wear cologne so I know its not me.  Then this large man (anyone is large compared to me) comes around the bend and smiles and says,  “What are you looking for little lady?” and I say... “It’s a beer fridge – I’m looking for beer.” He smiles, pats me on the back – which is strange because we are face to face. I find my Beck’s beer, smile on the inside and then I turn  around and the cologne guy is right up in my face. I am suddenly afraid and then to make things worse (worse than being alone in a giant cold fridge with a stranger who is close talking me),