Friday, January 21, 2011
Five Minute Friday:Tears
Five Minutes: ... why not take 5 minutes and see what comes out: not a perfect post, not a profound post, just five minutes of focused writing.
Prompt: People Watching, someone you saw this week.
She’s standing by the door, shifting her weight from foot to foot and the heavy not quiet a baby, not quiet a toddler from hip to hip. Her cheeks are red from the harsh cold winds and her eyes are so sad. She is chewing on her lips and looking around nervously. She looks so sad. She starts to talk to the director and suddenly the wall is broken and their are tears streaming down her face.
I want to hug her, asks if shes alright. Let he know that if she needs anything, even just an ear I am here, but I don’t. The director pulls her into her office and they chat. I can feel the hot sting of the tears as they leave warm trails down her cold red cheeks. I have been her, trying to keep it all in for so long, so much that something so little makes it burst out. What was her tipping point? What’s pushing her down.
I want to hug her and let he know that she is not alone. We are all pushing something down, we are all hiding something. But the bell is ringing and the doors are opening. There is a crowd of little people at my feet and I catch just a passing site of her. Her face is red but she has plastered a smile on her face and her eyes look brighter.
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