Friday, January 14, 2011

Watching The World Go By...

Sitting here in my favourite café watching the world go by.

Watching, waiting; hoping, thinking even praying that you would walk in.

Every noise, every time the door opens; I want it to be you ~ maybe I need it to be you?

On rare days, you’ll surprise me; in you will walk ~ or there I shall find you.

A smile and loving greeting for me, some much needed gossip for both of us to hear.

Sometimes we have arranged it so I know you will be there with that beautiful smile, yet still I cannot help but be nervous.

Most days though I am left, wishing; waiting; watching and hoping for it to be my day!

What I Did Tonight....

As I am on a bit of a writing roll, I thought I would begin by telling you all what I did tonight… now don’t worry it is nothing like that, certainly not when my folks will be reading anyways!

Tonight (Thursday 13th January 2011) I went out on duty with my St. John colleague Erica, mainly because I was robbed of my duty last night; but that’s another story!

It was a tribute to Karen Carpenter called Voice of the Heart.

While I love music and do like some of the Carpenter’s music, I would not call myself a fan of their stuff; so I went into this duty without any preconceptions and no idea what I was going to find.

Having only heard some of their songs on the radio and only know the basics of her story, I had no idea what I would think, feel or if I would like it.

How glad am I that I went? Not often has something moved me so much that I end up crying my eyes out openly ~ yes I am a softy and yes I can cry at the drop of a hat; but never normally in view of anyone!

First off, the lady singing; Carole Gordon ~ was amazing! She had the most perfect voice and certainly sounded like Karen; the musicians were live and were also amazing. I can safely say that all did the Carpenter name justice with their performance, and if any of you ever get the chance; go!

It has not only made me want to learn more about the Carpenter’s, but also made me want to hear more of her music.

And now here is the point (well, other than to sing the praises of tonight’s duty) to this post… when something, anything touches your life; for better or worse ~ then you remember it forever. And the point of writing about it; is that you share it. With everyone. Your family, your friends, your colleagues, your enemies and even strangers.

Which is what I am doing, and why I like doing it.

Just So You Know....

I will never be your first kiss.

I will never be your first love.

I am not your first valentine, your first fight, your first teddy bear, or first date.

I am not in this to be your first anything...

I just want to be your last everything!!!

The last one that sees you smile.

That feels you warm arms around me.

The last to say those words.

Out With A Bang...

You know I am about to start when I take my ring from the finger it usually sits upon…

For inspiration, it was suggested that I lie upon the floor. Well, apart from the fact I shall get my uniform dirty; it will probably look funny!

And in such a small coffee shop, would more than likely take up too much space!!

As I try to find something to get me writing, all I can think about is that question I got wrong at the Christmas quiz; and that I now actually know what “onomatopoeia” means!!!

Bang Bang and Oink Oink…