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"SSC3(NF) Senescent Hearts"
Wheezy 9153 desperate attention whore postings
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08-06-03, 10:15 PM (EST)
 
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"SSC3(NF) Senescent Hearts" |
“Dad?” he asked softly, making me look up from my book to watch the semi-private exchange about to occur. The two don’t notice me watching them. Settled down into the plush and enveloped by a blanket on a lazy Saturday afternoon, I gaze at the complexity of age almost 10. As the boy spins a tale of woe sprawled out on his daddy’s lap, I feel him growing before my eyes. I fear the inevitable. How many seasons before the boy dwarfs his father’s 6’3” frame? When will he be called to leave our laps, finding new comfort in the vines of a raspberry girl?His face. Still so creamy, soft as left-out butter. His eyes intelligent. Concerned now, earnest. They are my eyes, my face. Even his lips, bright red like a 1960’s studio portrait, pouty, wet; mine too. Gone is the baby from his face. Neatly pruned hedges frame his eyes, his lashes lush. His jaw, pronounced; cheekbones visible. His prelude to masculinity becomes him. When did it happen? I missed it. His voice…soft now. Finally, finally soft. 9 years of booming and an uncanny inability to whisper, now churned out reserved clarity, his stutter capitulated. There. His eyepools swell and glisten. I hear tremor catch him in the throat. I can’t think of the last time I saw him cry. All the tears from his first three lives -- newborn, infant, toddler -- I assumed he cried them all up. Tender washes over me. I look down at my book before my stealthlessness betrays me. Proud, I am, to see my glistening boy at his father’s side, not mine. Jealously proud. I swallow a hurty sentiment. With a trouper’s reluctance, I relinquish the emotional sceptre, knowing it is in good and right hands.
with thanks to Sami
  WHEEZY...just give the Dobby his friggin sweater already. Sheesh.
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Drive My Car 20045 desperate attention whore postings
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08-09-03, 12:32 PM (EST)
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5. "RE: SSC3(NF) Senescent Hearts" |
Beautiful!
You took me into the moment. Wonderfully written and so full of visual and emotional.I loved the piece, but this line is stunning.
Proud, I am, to see my glistening boy at his father’s side, not mine. Jealously proud. I swallow a hurty sentiment.
Thank you Wheezy, this is so good. 
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SaphireLady 2491 desperate attention whore postings
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08-11-03, 07:52 PM (EST)
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6. "RE: SSC3(NF) Senescent Hearts" |
All have said such wonderful things, my words would be nothing but duplicates. So I shall just say "Thank You" for the wonderful emotions that you released in me, and for voiceing how all mothers feel as they watch their children grow.
"Do you know, I always thought unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!" "Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you." Lewis Carroll; Through the Looking Glass
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09-24-03, 01:23 PM (EST)
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8. "RE: SSC3(NF) Senescent Hearts" |
*grabbing the Sharkie wipes to wipe the tears away.*
There are just too many beautiful lines to put here.
A Kyngsladye Original
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