Frustrated Protectiveness

She gritted her teeth, but plowed on.

“Alex-“

“Are you certain about this?”

“Alex-“

“You’ve never been anywhere here by yourself yet. Please let me send someone as your, ah, guide.”

“I’m not taking a bodyguard.” Mary said flatly.

“They don’t have to be a bodyguard…”

“Oh I’m sure that wouldn’t be their official designation, but at the same time be at least a Third Degree Black Belt on the side, completely learned without your needing it required.”

“There’s no need to take that kind of tone with me.” Alex protested, “I’m just- I’m worried about you, Mary. If anyone ever finds out about our connection-“

“And having a bodyguard won’t out me in five seconds?”

Alex sighed, “I just want you to be safe should anything happen.”

Mary softened, “I know, Al, but I’ll be fine. You seem to forget that I know more about fighting than every single person in your employ.”

“I don’t want you to worry about breaking the seal and hurting yourself!”

“I know how to fight without my ‘extra abilities,’ Al.” her tone was drier this time and less sarcastic, “There have been plenty of times where I couldn’t use them either, brother-mine.”

He snorted, “And that won’t draw attention to you either, I suppose?”

Now Mary laughed, “There are plenty of young women in this day and age who have learned how to defend themselves. Unless I start sporting a colorful costume or a mask, I’m fairly certain that I won’t draw any more attention to myself than your average college student who knows how to defend herself against assault.”

“I reserve the right to have someone tail you every now and then just to reassure myself at least.”

“By all means, check the CCTV footage if you must, just so long as you use that subtlety that I know exists within you. Somewhere, anyway.”

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Adrenaline Crash

Caught up in the thrill of the moment

Only after does the crash strike

Lost in the shivers that drench my body

Darkness driven back by warmth wrapped around me.


The adrenaline crash after the first day of moving was harsh. I hadn’t been on my feet that long without breaks in years, but I was blessed to keep moving. My sister and her husband wrapped me up tight once they realized it was cold brought by the lack of adrenaline in my body instead of a seizure.

What is the Answer?

How often have I run away
Especially when something doesn’t go my way
And covered my ears and screwed up my eyes?
Denying what I have just learned,
Can’t believe it has to go this way,
A moment given and taken and refused.
New twists and turns are rejected
Or completely ignored,
Not listening!
 

You Hurt Me

Jane Austin’s books are something that have always been very near and dear to my heart. Every time my mother was pregnant, her mother gave her another copy of one of the novels. I’ve grown up listening to the books be talked about, watching different takes on them and reading them.

The first time I ever moved and we were looking through the house that we would eventually live in there was a closet with shelves in it. I was with my two younger siblings and we all made eye contact and laughed at the same time the line so well known from Pride and Prejudice tumbling from our mouths in sync.

“Shelves in the closet, happy thought indeed.”

I adore the A&E version of Pride and Prejudice, it was the first one I ever watched and everything has always paled in comparison, but my favorite Jane Austin story is by and far Persuasion.

I didn’t much care for it as a child and it really only existed on the perimeter of my mind until I was an adult. The first time I watched it after graduating high school I realized that I loved it all the more for the sorrow that was within it as well as the happiness that does come at the end.

It’s a story about people who love each other and who hurt each other but keep trying to live. It’s not the end of the world for them and that is something that struck me solidly and still does whenever I think about it.

Yes, they were your love, maybe in even the truest love that you have ever or will ever have, but just because they’re gone (by death or choice or a hundred other things) doesn’t mean that you have to lay down at die. It is so easy to die for the ones that you love, but it is even more difficult to live for them instead. Even when you think that they hate you.

No.

Especially when you think or even know that they hate you.

Because your love is strong enough to withstand the wear and tear of time and life going on.

Anyone Can Be A Hero

Just one person

Is all it takes

Just one person

Can raise the stakes

I’m lonely

And scare

And so very alone

I’m just one person

Out on my own

I look around

Life goes on and on

I never stop

When I see someone

Needing a shoulder to cry on

Too many will look around

See everyone else

Standing there

And think,

“Someone else

Will take care of this.”

Didn’t even know

What I was going to do

I was so confused

Felt I was stuck in glue

No one should have to stand

All alone

When facing the stand

So I stand beside them

Courage shared between strangers

Just one person

Is all it takes

Just one person

To even out the stakes

Nephew – Thankful Thursday

Today I am grateful for my awesome nephew Cory. He’s always willing to share everything that he has even if he’s worked really hard to get it. He takes great delight in doing so. He’s very sweet and good-natured as well.

Check out the original Thankful Thursday. (I will update the link when able.)

EDIT: There was no original Thankful Thursday this week, but feel free to pick from the list the current link provides! (smiles)