My Instead: Annette and I talked from the time we woke up at 7 a.m.
until 1 p.m.
After watching half a movie the
night before because we were too tired to stay awake, Annette and I called it a
day and went to bed. We awoke around 7 o’clock and gazed at the blustery day
outside the window. And we talked.
We were the only two people inside
and there were billions outside. It was just us and whatever popped into our
heads was open game to share. One subject discussed was this: Annette is nice.
Everyone who knows Annette, knows that. We talked at length about honesty and
how important it is…even more than being nice. I need to know what Annette
really thinks and how she really feels. I want to KNOW her more than anyone
else does. That doesn’t mean that she has to be a jerk for me to get to know her.
She just has to be completely open with me. She understood.
After we shared coffee over laughs and cinnamon rolls, our talk continued for hours, six
to be exact. Neither one of us
wanted to get up. Neither one of us was getting tired of sharing. We finally did get up at 1 o’clock so Annette could go feed the dogs.
“All good things must come to an end” my mom always said when I was growing up.
And this was a good thing…but I don’t think this is the end.
Simple things are always the perfect setting for Annette and me.
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