TheBanyanTree: Unce upon a life ago

[Pam North]

I can't tell you what a pleasant surprise it was to see you posting again...
I've missed reading your 'stories'.  So don't stop  now!!

On 3/21/08, mg <spaceforone at gmail.com> wrote:
>
> I went to see a concert with my mom, et al.  Comprised of a mother who was
> both mother and father, a man who wasn't a father but would have been the
> best one to have had and a man who is my love but isn't enamored of me in
> the way I thought I'd have at this stage of my life but who is the best
> fit
> in every other way.  Et al. was an eclectic group of people who all love
> me.  And love me.  Et al.
>
> I saw, some twenty years after seeing them previously and also the first
> concert of my life, Manheim Steamroller.  They played many pieces from
> albums, or CDs these days, that I have but have not played in years
> now.  As
> we sat in the sudden dimming light they began to play music I raised two
> boys to; music I mopped floors, scrubbed toilets and wiled away many hours
> by myself to and I was, simply, overwhelmed.  Suppers many years back
> cooked, consumed and cleaned up after; laundry which would now be relics
> if
> still around, washed; lingering gazes into tiny fenced back yards which
> spanned limitless miles in my head long since faded to black and gone the
> way of memory yet resurrected in a breath.  Memories which may seem more
> real now than when they were live and in technicolor.  The floodgates
> didn't
> open so much as they groaned and then crashed under a burden of emotion
> much
> more powerful than any mere Atlas could muster the strength to hold
> back.  I
> was engulfed.
>
> I used to gaze out the window and think about a life I'd have had, had I
> not
> had the one I was in.   I never wondered what I'd have gazed out the
> window
> and thought I'd have had, had I had the other one instead.
>
> You can't have two.
>
> Maria
>