Only One: Friend
5 years have passed since the memory wipe-out, and the first year was difficult, but you’ve adjusted. you only have to visit your therapist 4 times a year now.
unfortunately, you lost all of your significant relationships. but, considering that you were an ex-con, there weren’t many people still around in your life (sorry, its my blog – i can say that if i wanna! ha ha).
you’re walking down the street, heading for the corner coffee shop. and you see someone. you immediately feel a sense of recognition. a sense of connection. a sense of familiarity.
and this person smiles. smiles as if they know you.
so you stop. maybe they DO know you – the you that you once were. then, you have a rush of loneliness mixed with the emotions of homecoming… it’s as if your soul wants to remember, but there’s nothing left to find. it’s as if your soul instinctively knows how significant this person was to you. the shared experiences. the talks. the laughs. the memories. bu the memories are gone.
this person has stopped as well – just looking back at you as if waiting for something – expecting something. so, apologetically, you introduce yourself.
they smile and say “i know. i heard what happened. i’m your friend ____________________. we used to__________________”
ok. you fill in the details. who are they?
“i’m your friend from way back when. we used to do nothing together. the comfortable kind of nothing that only close friends can do.” (and instantly it all came flooding back…)
daniel. be married.
does that count?
Daniel: um. no. doesn’t count… but it DID make me laugh! and you get EXTRA bonus points for that.
GOSH! That comment was me…I forget he blogs now and I ALWAYS forget to change the name. So do I still have to come up with a new answer?
LOL!! ??? let’s think about this… well….. YES! muahahahah!
you looking for a name or a vague idea – alece style?
LOL!!! danielle, honey, its YOUR story. lets not make it too complicated!
“I’m your friend, Sandra. We used to work together.”
“I’m sorry. All I remember is sitting on the lawn with my parents, smelling the fresh-cut grass, watching my sister and brother on the swings, and playing with the puppy. I really wish I could remem–”
She kisses me.
“Oh. Oh! Yeah! NOW I remember! But why am I so hesitant? We broke up, didn’t we?”
“Yes. And I called you five years later to ask for your forgiveness.”
“And did I forgive you?”
“Yes. You did. I was so grateful. I treated you so bad.”
“I’m guessing I wasn’t a walk in the park, either.”
“No, you weren’t. But I forgave you, too.”
“Let’s get some coffee. And you can tell me about my life.”
“Do you trust me? I mean, do you trust me enough to do that?”
“I think so.”
“Why?”
“Because I remember the kiss. Not even a mind wipe could make me forget a kiss like that.”
“Let’s get some coffee…”
“…and see what happens.”
So I am confused…
I’m Not in prison???
i know. i heard what happened. i met you when you were a teenager. we used to shop, laugh, cry, pray, dream, learn…and DO LIFE together.
TheNor: SCANDALOUS!!! but the BEST comment – you get THE cookie for the day!
InWorship: when are you NOT confused??? are we moving too fast for ya?
Danielle: NIIIICE…. “do life together” whew. that phrase holds SO much meaning for me. my most treasured relationships revolve around “doing life together”….
My brain hurts here too.
“I know. I heard what happened. I am your friend Clarabell. We use to work in the circus together. Then you got me fired!” Splat! I never saw it coming. Well, cream pies don’t taste too bad.
I look down at my size 26 shoes. There was a hint of a memory, then it was gone.
Thanks, Mandy! I always wanted that cookie! Heh.
Inigo Montoya… and you killed my father, prepare to die.
Travis… you crack me up!
That depends….am I still wearing stripes?
Hey, great y’all vid by the way; but I’m always wondering – is it y’all or ya’ll. Because, if it’s a contraction of you all, and the o and the u are eliminated, isn’t that where the apostrophe should go?
Ed: WHUT???!!!!! circus clown? is this based on a true story???
Travis: you ain’t right.
Amy: no stripes, you’ve been outta jail for a while now… and, i think you’ve got it right. you all = y’all.
Mandy, of course it isn’t all true. I only have size 22 shoes,
and I swear I had nothing to do with that seltzer bottle and Oprah Winfrey. 
Mandy if you came up with this scenario I know you must have an answer yourself… ok. fill in your details girl! And since nobody has answered this seriously I think I will pass on this one, lol. Until maybe after you answer it.
stacee… and we used to freestyle rap to each other out of the blue
Being serious:
I know. I heard what happened. I am your friend, well actually your father. I never thought you loved me. I know you thought I died, but the doctors were able to restart my heart. All those years you were in jail they wouldn’t let me see you. Now when you are finally out of jail and they take away your memories. Well may be some day we will meet again, like real father and sons do. There is always hope.
Ok – the cookie has already GONE
so i ain’t gonna even try!
However Amy raises an interesting point and being the pedant of language i have always been here’s the definitive answer…
Y’all (or y’aww
) is correct – whether or not you say ‘you’ or ‘ya’, it is the first word that is being contracted and so the ‘ comes immediately after the contraction.
Some may be confused by reason of ‘we’ll’ or ‘they’ll’ which are abbreviations of we Will and they Will and the ‘ comes immediately before the word contraction in such cases, y’know?
Hope we cleared that one up?
love <B
B:
“Pendant of language?” I don’t know. You might want to upgrade your punctuation!
Ah ha ha ha!!!
(Just kidding.)
Tracie: i was hoping nobody would notice my lack of response. i thought about my answer yesterday morning, it came so clear to me… but not publishable…
LoveWill: yeah. that’s what i said, only you made it sound so much more official and pendantly and all…
Christi: i just can’t imagine you free-styling. nope!!!
I know. I heard what happened. I’m your friend Mandy. We used to do ministry together at the Wesley Foundation at Georgia Southern. We sang in the praise band for a while. We helped design the worship services with Jay. We prayed and laughed and worshipped together…
oh… and now we write on each other’s blogs all the time… crazy (two Georgia people not living in GA)
well we do girlfriend.
stacee, maybe. but not you! can we see this on youtube one day???!!!!
mandy: understandable
you just have to be around me at the right time and the right environment. maybe one day… lol