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So, i had an unexpected experience late this Thanksgiving eve... the old kinda crackhead girlfriend of my next door neighbor, drunk with her new husband in tow, knocked on my back door at around 10pm wanting to use my restroom and get out of the cold for a little while. I invited them both in, showed her to my bathroom, and then sat with them both for about 20 min or so while she ranted rather hostile-ly and nastily about my neighbors mistreatment of her, her son, her dog (who is still next door), and my neighbors mother (whose home i now live in.) She was fairly inebriated and they had both been walking out in the cold (her with very little warm clothing and close-to frozen fingers which she asked if she could warm over one of the burners on my gas stove, which i also obliged.) Her husband was a very kind, laid back dude (and apparent 17 yr ex-convict) was genuinely grateful for my hospitality and made rather sincerely enjoyable small-talk with me between breaths of her rants and fairly vitriolic rancor... He noticed my Telecastor and we both expressed our appreciation for both the making and partaking of music (and i was impressed by our also mutual interest in bands such as the Grateful Dead, Janes Addiction, and the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion:) She scolded him for his asking if i could give them a lift to their home on the other side of St. Joe Ave (a good ways walking distance for them, especially since she was already commenting multiple times about her fingers and hands nearly being numb.) I was happy to oblige also to give them a ride home, but it took he and i another 10 minutes or so of patiently waiting out and as casually as we could deflecting the brunt of her ongoing drunken diatribes which she kind of continued to spew out while sitting at my writing table and waving about a all-but-the-last-inch empty plastic bottle of Dark Eyes vodka. At one point she dug through a beat up Pampers packaging box filed with a random odd assortment of bills and papers and ceramic Native artwork, etc. and pulled out the funeral memorial card from my neighbors mother (from 2008!) to show to me, which i really appreciated because ive never known what she looked like but said prayers for her and asked for her blessing when i first moved into this place:) I also didnt know that the crackhead ex-girlfriend had also been a caretaker for the neighbors mother who lived here before me and they had been very close (which also kind of came out in her somewhat belligerent and at times not very understandable utterances:) Anyways, we eventually got her out to the car and i drove them home; he, still making comfortable small talk about various topics and she, still somewhat spittle-ing off at the mouth about the mixture of what seemed like at least partially legitimate on one hand delusionally comical the other list of grievances that my neighbor had imparted on her and her family. When we finally arrived at their house, i asked the husbands name again and expressed a sincere gratitude for the opportunity to make his acquaintance, he responded with an equal expression, and i wished them both well into the night and in my heart now continue to wish them both the peace within their souls that i hope for for everyone else on this strange and seemingly chaotic piece of rock hurtling through the space of the Universe at what is for most of us unfathomable velocities. It has left me with the thought that we humans have much healing to do, and a gratitude for how far i have come along in my quest for peace within my soul, and the progress i see in so many courageous souls that i am surrounded by as well:) And to that, i bid you all goodnight...
Posted on: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 06:41:28 +0000

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