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I welcomed
Friday with anticipation; he’d give me the love and smiles I wished for when I
was with Thursday. However, I got stress, anger and fatigue tossed at me. What
a horrible day I thought as I laid my head on my pillow. I prayed for tomorrow
to be better but deep inside of me, I did not trust Saturday with my wishes. At
least I’d be alive to see a day; that was enough for now.
As I roamed
the distant lands of dreamworld, Saturday made plans to sweep me off my feet. I
woke to a beautiful sunrise and birds chirping gleefully in harmony. This from
my lover was breakfast in bed. He sent the gentle breeze to caress my cheeks
and send my tussled hair flying. I smiled at the day; he was everything other
days were not. I got into the shower and the water temperature was just right
this morning. As the water sprung from the tiny holes and formed a delta as
they ran down my body, I thought to get to the beach. I wouldn’t waste this
beautiful day- he was giving the best of him to me.
I had just
put on my beach hat and picked up my car keys when I heard my doorbell ring. I
got to the door to see a box of chocolates and a green note waiting for me. The
note said “Have a great Saturday. From a secret admirer.” I smiled at myself. Saturday
sure knew how to be romantic.
At the
beach, the sea gulls called my name as they made a show of their splendor.
They’d soar high and quickly swoop down, hitting the waves with their wings as
they reached for the sky again. The trees swayed and bowed as I passed through
them as though they had seen the daughter of God. The horses neighed and bopped
their head each time they strutted past me; their version of a hello, I guess.
As I stood at the shore burying my toes in the loose, obedient sand, I tried to
look past the horizon but some waves rose so high, struggling to gain my
attention as well. All elements of nature sought to win my heart with their
awe-inspired acts. After all, Saturday had introduced me as his woman. All
elements were to treat me right. Today was to be the compensation for the
horrible days before this. As the wind caused my dress to billow and caps to
fly off heads, I thought I could hear the voice of God asking me to accept and
be thankful for today; he had sent Saturday especially for me.
As I got
into bed, I could still feel the day’s presence and the romance in the
atmosphere. This was a day like none I have had in ages. I closed my eyes and I
whispered a thank you to no one in particular. Tears stung my eyes as the day
came to an end. I had known love, romance and tranquility. “I will wait for you
Saturday. I will. I hope that when next you come, you’ll be the same if not
better” It began to pour as he handed me over to Sunday. I knew he would miss
me as well.
I'm back and I really missed all of this.
xoxo,
Nazzy.
