Growing Up Me

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Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Princess For A Moment

June 3, 2009/4:21pm I watched Todd slide into the metal chair besides me. He had this cat who had devoured the canary look. His eyes held a special sparkle and he couldn’t stop grinning. “ What did you do this time?” I put my chin in the palm of my hand and stared at him from across the table. Waiting for him to start bragging about what misdeed he had performed in the ten minutes it took for him to go to the bathroom and come back. “ I didn’t do anything.” he gave me his best innocent eyed... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Honoring A Fallen Friend

May 13, 2009/9:23 PM Around this time last year I lost an old friend. One I had know years ago but still saw in passing from time to time due to the jobs I hold down. At one he was always on duty and the other he would come in during different charity runs to show his support. He died in the line of duty. His motorcycle was hit by a driver who wasn’t paying attention to what he was doing. He hung on for one month before going to heaven. He was only 33 years old. I knew it was around the one year... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

My Goodbye To Grandfather M.

April 22, 2009 8:23 PM I didn’t know much about Grandfather M (my father’s father). He lived a state away so I didn’t get to see much of him outside of a few summers when I went there to visit my father and that side of the family. I always looked at Grandfather M as bigger than life. The way he would sit in his huge oversized car garage that had never seen a car since it was built. Sipping aged scotch out of a crystal tea glass while talking to his dogs Smoky (a easy going Dalmatian) and Genie... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Aunt Gayle-Written 12-03-08-People I Look Up To

Sleek.Elegant.Smart.These are the words that still come to mind when her name pops up in my head.She was everything I wanted to be when I grew up.I really can't remember much about her.I don't remember the sound of her voice.I don't remember the scent of her perfume. I can remember the way she made me special.As if she was truly happy to be around all of us. Not like with my uncle who seemed to be judging us the way people judge freaks in a circus side show.Actting as if by visiting us that he... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 30, 2009

The Necklace

I stared at the clear ccrystal.handmade by someone in a land I had never laid eyes on the outside a few movie scences.It woree the craving of a tulip.The craftsmanship so delicate.The chain it hung on slipped through the spaces of my fingers.It wasn't the one that it orginally came on.that one had suffered a sad fate due to chubby fingers with a strong grip.This one was the last in a line of three that had once been some cheap two dollar special at the local Family Dollar.Still it was strong and... Sign in to see full entry.

The Scent of Charlie

Soapy and crisp.It's clean.It's a statement.It's happiness.I pull out a crumbled twenty and ten that was earned from hustling beers.Thirty dollars to buy a touch of the past.Worth every penny.For me it's a reminder of a happier time.Before bills and children to worry over.A reminder that I too was once a child. I give the cashier my money.I rip the box open before getting out the door.Even the yellow liquid screams beautiful in it's simple state.I spray and then inhale the wonderful overly... Sign in to see full entry.

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