View RSS Feed

Sci Fi Story

Two Flowers

Rate this Entry


Happy Easter everyone! I just thought I'd mention a couple more things about Renae. Niamh pointed out that the name Renae means "Reborn". She looks like my daughter Megan. Then again so does Suzie. All three are beautiful people in my life. I do believe I met Renae shortly after my father's death. I had returned to Louisiana from the funeral, and was about to go back to work. I went to see a band at a St. Patrick's Day celebration. I was alone, and just wanted to dance, to forget my worries, and maybe briefly be held in a beautiful woman's arms.

Renae was there, or at least I think it was her, with two friends, both were beautiful. I saw them, and kind of walked past them. I don't have low self esteem, but beautiful women don't usually respond to me. Anyways, I stood on the edge of an opening, and watched the zydeco band. Suddenly one of the women the cutest one, the one that looked like my daughter, came up and asked if I zydeco. We danced, and I danced traditional zydeco. She then asked if I could spin her. I spun her and twirled her, and she moved even better than I do. It was so fun, her hair would flare out, and drift through my vision. I had already made up my mind that I would quit my job, and I knew I shouldn't ask her name. I have a habit of meeting the woman of my dreams just before a big adventure is about to begin. We separated, and I walked off after thanking her.

I didn't see her again for 6 or 7 years. We met at Bob's Pub (the Irish bar near my apartment). Anyways, one night I saw her, and she asked why I didn't call her. Of course it was because she never gave me her number. She gave me her number, and again I went offshore. I came back in from a job which I left on my birthday. It was her birthday. Anyways, I asked her out on a date for the next day. We went out and had a blast. Anyways, women like Renae and Suzie send me into a mania. I found out on Renae's Birthday that she was just treated for cancer. She also told me of all of the life threatening struggles she has gone through. It made my head numb, and I think my friends can realise my despair. I decided then and there, that I wanted her in my life, but I had to purify myself for her. I decided to give Renae up for Lent. To abstain from her presence as I prayed for her.

Well, who should walk into my life? Or should I say roll into my life? Suzie! I don't know what to do with these two women, and I've told both about the other. I'm torn as usual. Anyways, Lent is now over, and I'm off to lunch with Suzie's Family. Renae has a lot of catching up to do. This should be a good year. I'm celebrating 40 years of life, and I'm hoping to choose one of these women to marry me. Either way, I'm going to keep both flowers in my life. Here is to love and happiness, security and confusion. Adieu mon ami, B


Categories

Comments

  1. andave_ya's Avatar
    Best wishes, B! enjoy your lunch, and have a wonderful Resurrection Day!
  2. ampoule's Avatar
    How wonderful of you to compare them to two flowers. Hope you had a lovely lunch.
  3. 's Avatar
    I know that I will always cherish our time together no matter where your heart leads you. I think you are special and have treated me better than any man has treated me. I do believe we met for a reason that only God knows. Whatever you decide I will have to except but I will alway love you for all of the happiness you brought into my life. I wrote this poem a few years ago hoping one day I could give it to someone like you. So here is my poem that I think was meant for you. Love Suzie

    To My Angel Sent From Up Above

    Staring at the bright stars above, silently I would pray
    That God would send a loving angel to me someday

    Then there you were so true with a heart filled of pure love
    That is when I knew you were my angel sent from up above

    You wanted to get to know me from the inside and out
    And day by day you showed me what true love is all about

    I feel in my heart your love is pure in everything you say and do
    This is why my sweet angel I will always and forever love you
  4. mtpspur's Avatar
    All the best. Both ladies sound like they are women to be treasured and I would have a hard time deciding though I suspect the non-dancer would get the nod. Me dancing is very similar to the proverbial bull in a China shop.
  5. kiz_paws's Avatar
    To have a flower in each hand can be a predicament indeed. But since each girl knows of the other, well, that is fair, methinks. I wish you peace and happiness and since you are bent on marrying one or t'other, I want to say wade slowly into those waters. But for today, I say smile, toast to life, and laissez les bon temps roulez (did I spell it right?). Your bud-a-roony, Kizzo
  6. B-Mental's Avatar
    Well dear Kiz, I am a dancing fool. I dance with Renae, and Suzie. It may sound weird, but to take Suzie out on the dancefloor is a lot of fun too. I am beside myself. B
  7. B-Mental's Avatar
    I know Suzie will be mad at me, but I want to share with you a poem she wrote long before she met me.
    To My Angel Sent From Up Above Staring at the bright stars above, silently I would pray That God would send a loving angel to me someday Then there you were so true with a heart filled of pure love That is when I knew you were my angel sent from up above You wanted to get to know me from the inside and out. And day by day you showed me what true love is all about. I feel in my heart your love is pure in everything you say and do This is why my sweet angel I will always and forever love you
    How could I not love a woman of such great poetry...I want to cry now. B
  8. Niamh's Avatar
    Oh B! you know what! Hav'n listened to you about the two "flowers" over the last few months, personally the one i believe you seem to have the most heart for (now i could be wrong but this is just my opinion...) Is Suzie. She seems to have brightened you up so much! And shes really pretty. Besides, if its a flower you are looking for, Suzie comes from Suzanne, of the french meaning Lily. Shes a real flower.