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Anyway, I’m sure the last thing you want to read is me complaining about stupid stuff as though I’m not extremely lucky. I have a great family. I have awesome friends. Now I have YOU. Life really is pretty great.
Back to you. Have you written anything (aside from school essays and beautiful notes)?
I hope you have the best weekend.
PS - You were my reason to smile yesterday.
I was her reason to smile. Me. I was Marjorie Freaking Madden’s reason to smile. My heart can barely control itself, and I feel like it’s going to beat out of my chest. I can’t get the smile off of my face as I skip down the stairs to see my mom.
It surprises me to find her staring into the coat closet where we keep our nicest coats. As if that’s not weird enough, she’s wearing a knee-length black dress. That’s definitely not the kind of outfit you wear to stay in. That must mean…
“Mom, are you going on a date?”
When she turns to look at me, there’s a shy smile on her face. “Guilty.”
I bounce up and down because I’m so excited for her. “Seriously? The dating app worked? I’m so excited for you. This is great.”
“Actually…” She rubs the back of her neck as if she’s nervous to say whatever is about to leave her mouth. “It’s someone I’ve been talking to before this. We developed a little bit of a friendship, but I didn’t want to take it beyond that since I didn’t know how you would feel. Once I knew you were okay with it, I took the next step. I actually asked him on this date.”
Now I feel bad for not saying anything sooner. I always assumed she knew I would be okay with it. “That’s awesome, Mom. Who is it? Do I know him?”
“He and I decided we want to see how things go before we say anything. Sorry. I know we tell each other everything. I just don’t want you to get hurt in any way.”
“It’s not Dad, is it?” My heart beats rapidly in my chest.
“Hell no! Come on, honey. Really?”
We both laugh together and I bring my hand up to my chest. “You can’t scare me like that, Mom.”
My mom puts her hand on top of mine and pulls it from where it’s resting. “I know how badly what your dad did hurt you. I know that’s why you’re so afraid of letting people in. I can’t help but feel like it’s all my fault, and I refuse to put you through something like that again.”
“You didn’t put me through anything. That man who helped make me did. You shouldn’t feel bad.”
“You are wise beyond your years.” My mom drops my hands and grabs my face then places a kiss on my forehead. “Don’t forget to be a kid every once and a while though, okay?”
“Okay.” I draw out the word, which makes my mom laugh. Once she’s out of the house, I call Bug. “My mom says she wants me to act more like a kid. Want to get drunk tonight?”
“Seriously?”
“Unless you don’t want to.”
“Oh, I definitely do. I’ll have my brother buy us stuff, and I’ll be right over.”
It doesn’t take long for him to get to my house and within an hour, we are both laying on my bedroom floor giggling like idiots. “I don’t even remember what we’re laughing at.”
“I think it was something stupid you said,” I say between laughter.
“Probably.” More laughter.
Suddenly, my mind goes to Marjorie’s laugh. I sigh at the thought of that beautiful sound.
“You’re thinking about your lover-girl, aren’t you?”
“She’s just so pretty and so nice and so hot and so cool.”
“You’re so screwed.”
I ignore his negativity and scramble up onto my feet. “I’m going to write her another note right now.”
