It was April 2009.
My (then) boyfriend and I were living together in Oklahoma.We had recently buried my father, and started fighting nearly everyday. This was not only depressing, but extremely embarrassing, considering we had only been living together for a month. Everything started to feel bleak. I continued to push forward with a positive attitude.
"I have a feeling this is going to be an amazing summer", I told him.
Cynical, he asked, "What makes you say that?"
"I can just feel it"; I said.
What I didn't mention was that the premonitions I was having of an amazing summer weren't taking place in Oklahoma. They were all set in TEXAS. I envisioned the smell of firepits at night, drinking six point Miller Lite with my brothers , BBQs with awesome people I hadn't met yet, and freshly cut grass in a backyard for Adam to run through after dark, Sasha and Patriot (my rottie and black lab), chasing Adam as he held tightly onto a 4th of July sparkler. Those were all the things I was seeing.
I didn't see my boyfriend in any of those dreams. And that summer never happened.
Today, it's April 2010.
With the french doors to the balcony wide open, I watched the sun go down on another day. I was thankful for the experience of getting to watch another day end. Our water came back on, but the electricity is still out. I smelled someone cooking out steaks and hamburgers in our neighborhood. I realized that the premonitions I had last year were happening now.
"I have a feeling this is going to be an amazing summer", I said to myself.
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