as a mother, i have frequent, unrealistic, idealistic fantasies about your first dates, proms, weddings, and most importantly, grandchildren (lots). i realize this, and that either makes it more okay, or less okay depending on how you look at it.
despite my visions of ‘the perfect’ love for you both, despite the fact that I KNOW, as your mother, that you are both flawless in every, single, way…i know you will be….
dumped.
(and while yes, i will track the guy/girl down, attack him/her verbally, and then proceed to diagnosis him/her with an acute attachment disorder, and send her/him emotionally, perhaps physically, damaged, on his/her way, it will…tragically…happen)
why? i don’t know why it HAS to be that way. but it does. and it will happen. and it is a universal human sadness. yet, in that desperate, emotive, practically suicidal, moment…it connects us all together and we become ‘one’ Kumbaya style . (that doesn’t make it better, by the way…it just makes you feel less alone…you won’t listen to this now, but i truly suggest that you embrace it fully).
it boils down to this one, awful thing….it hurts so deeply that you find that breathing your next breath will simply destroy you.
good news, though.
it won’t.
after days of burying your head in your pillow and crying until you need to drink a Poland Springs because you are too dehydrated to cry anymore, you will…in fact….recover. yes, damaged. yes, scarred. yes, you will wear your favorite sweat pants for days on end without washing them, and not shave for a ridiculous length of time.
but….alas….after all of that unkempt, crying, hairiness…you will emerge to love again. (no, really…you will) you don’t believe me, but you will. time doesn’t heal all wounds, but it does soften them, and make you all that more ready to handle the next big love of your life.
all my love darlings,
p.s. anyone, and i do mean any, single, person, who dumps either of you, is the most stupid person in the whole world because you are both so amazing i can hardly believe it….i can barely grasp the fact that you exist on this planet.
p.p.s: daily mantra: “when that happens, when that happens….get yourself some ribs, and some ice cream because you have been dumped.” (movie.quote).
ice cream helps just about everything.


by amanda.b.
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