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Spring Break – Passion Returns

Oh, the dreaded Spring Break. That moment in the year when work must stop in order to entertain children for a week while their teachers wile away the hours on a beach in Tahiti, or so we think. But, for the single mom, Spring Break means something different every other year – a week apart from the loving little munchkin you brought into this world. Oh, the dreaded Spring Break.

My munchkin, fiery red-head that she is, was slated to camp with her father in Chattanooga this year. Alas, Spring Break  arrived and off they went. I kept my distance allowing them much needed time together. Then miraculously I got into my own grove. Totally unexpected, but here’s how it happened:

Monday I felt lonely. I missed Red with all my heart like someone had removed my head and left my body behind to poke and clod around. Body bumping into all the things it desired to accomplish, without my head I just couldn’t see those things at my fingertips.

On Tuesday, I took the proverbial bull by the horns and made dinner plans with a couple of good friends. We met early and enjoyed a pitcher of margaritas and plates full of carnitas. Giggling ensued and I finished the night feeling a lot less lonely and a lot more empowered.

Wednesday was pure bliss. It was the one night I planned in advance – dinner and tickets to Ghost Brothers of Darkland County at the Alliance with a man. Yes folks, a man. This special man I’ve known for over 25 years. In fact, he was my date to my fifteenth birthday dinner – ah, memories. It was the first night in about six months I’ve allowed myself to be a woman; not a mom. I put on makeup, a dress, and the extra special perfumed lotion I love. My friend arrived, handsome as ever with salt and pepper hair and tanned skin. My stomach did a little dance but I didn’t let on. We sat at my table and enjoyed brisket with cherry barbeque sauce for dinner. Then out the door we went. What happened next left me star struck. I am a huge theatre fan and opening night at the Alliance can be thrilling, but Ghost Brothers, a Stephen King / John Mellencamp collaboration, was the best yet. The completely unexpected but very King story accompanied by classic toe-tapping honky tonk of Mellencamp made this play one I would see again. At the beginning of the second act I inadvertently eves dropped on the couple behind us. They spoke of how disappointed they were for not talking to “him”.

Hmmm, I wondered. Who’s him?

Seconds later, they mentioned “Steve”. I had a hunch…

“Handsome date, check the program to see if there is a Steve in the cast.”

Nope. I turned around a looked at the woman sitting, now a little jittery, behind my seat, “Sister,” I said, “please tell me you are not talking about who I think you are talking about?”

Oh, heck yes she was. Stephen King was there in the audience for opening night. Wow! I mean really – WOW! I just finished reading On Writing a week ago and once finished felt like I was this man’s confidant, apprentice, friend. It was that book that we all long to write – the one that changed my life.

I only caught a glimpse of this man whose writing life I long to mimic, but that glimmer of greatness burned an indelible impression on my heart. Combined with sitting next to a man I’ve known and at times loved throughout the last three decades, I friends, was blessed to feel bliss, passion one more time. Just WOW!

When the night came to a close, and I had finally stopped jabbering about the play, the music, and my hero I told my friend that he was no Stephen King. He looked at me with a slight grin and maybe a tinge of disappointment then I finished, “but you leave me just as star struck.” With a kiss goodnight it was back – passion.

An inescapable feeling of excitement lingered on Thursday. It came in wafts and waves throughout the day leaving me unnerved, waiting for the next phone call like a love struck teenager. Ugh. Dinner and wine with a dear friend at my kitchen table brought me a little closer to myself and normal.

The house was silent for five days and in those same days I learned to be a woman again. I learned: 1) my life feels less without Red; 2) I enjoy drinking wine while I cook; 3) being in the company of the right old friend can be both comfortable and sexy; 4) and finding passion at 40 leaves you star struck and longing for more.

Were you on Spring Break this week? Did you find yourself? Experience something amazing or unlikely?

Until next time, I wish you passion.

Carol Burnside / Annie Rayburn - April 9, 2012 - 4:12 am

Very cool week. I’m glad you’re finding the passionate woman inside you again. Congrats!

Marilyn Baron - April 9, 2012 - 6:51 am

What a great post. It sounds like a possible When Harry Met Sally scenario. I’m glad you liked Ghost Brothers. I just bought tickets to the show yesterday. I wonder if it will go to Broadway like Aida did. I would have loved to have seen Stephen King. I loved his book On Writing too.

Sandra Elzie - April 9, 2012 - 7:52 am

Good morning Lindy,
What a great week for you! Congratulations on filling it with fantastic memories and for allowing it to rekindle your passion.

To answer the question: Was I on Spring break…..being retired is 52 weeks of Spring break. (g) But, just like anything that you get all the time, mine wasn’t a week to renew passion…well, except for the time I spent w/hubby celebrating our anniversary. :P You’ve been blessed!

Susan - April 9, 2012 - 8:16 am

What started out as a sad week turn into growing one for you. Thanks for sharing. The play sound like great fun.

Pam Asberry - April 9, 2012 - 8:32 am

It sounds like your spring break was a fabulous growth experience besides being tons of fun – at least after you got over the shock of Red being gone. And there is always comfort in the knowledge that she was making happy memories of her own, albeit without you. It’s all part of her growing up, and would be whether or not you and her daddy were living together. Alas, my spring break was not as glamorous as yours; I spent two days sick and two days struggling with my income taxes, leaving me very little time for fun. But I did do the Color Run in Hampton on Saturday and cooked a delicious Easter dinner and had all three of my big boys (and my bro and his wife) around the table with me, so it wasn’t a total wash. Thanks for sharing your week with us!

Linsey Lanier - April 9, 2012 - 9:20 am

I didn’t do anything special last week, but things are on the upsurge here, too. I love springtime.

What a wonderful post, Lindy. It reads like a romance. ;) I’m eager to know what happens next with the old flame…

As much as I admire Stephen King, I can’t read his stuff. He’s too good a writer and I’m too much of a chicken, LOL. I can still get nightmares from just the commercials I saw of It many years ago. :shock:

Lindy - April 9, 2012 - 9:26 am

Thanks Carol. It truly was a great week. Hope yours was too. Lindy

Lindy - April 9, 2012 - 9:29 am

Marilyn, you’re going to love Ghost Brothers. I hope it does go to Broadway. It deserves to. On Writing did change my life. I only wish I could’ve told him in person. Have a great week. Lindy

Lindy - April 9, 2012 - 9:30 am

Sandy, congratulations on another beautiful year with Hubby. You guys inspire me. I know there’s still plenty of passion in your lives because I hear it every time you talk about him. Cheers. Lindy

Lindy - April 9, 2012 - 9:34 am

Susan, call me the comeback kid. Ha! I couldn’t have said that a year ago. The play was amazing and the energy palpable. Ahhhh. XO – Lindy

Lindy - April 9, 2012 - 9:35 am

Pam, I can’t wait to see you in a couple of weeks and catch up. So many things to share and we are so off track. Time to get back to work. Love you. Lindy

Lindy - April 9, 2012 - 9:38 am

Linsey, I too recall IT and can have the same sort of chills rendered from commercials only. My love for Mr. King’s fiction depends upon the subject matter – loved Carrie, hated Cujo. But On Writing was like a conversation in my living room. Love, love, loved it!

I’m glad to hear things are on the up with you too. I think of you often and hope to see you soon.

Hugs,
Lindy

Marilyn Baron - April 9, 2012 - 1:41 pm

Linsey,
Even if you’re scared to read Stephen King and I’m not particularly a fan of scary reading, his book on writing is a must read.

Lindy - April 9, 2012 - 3:22 pm

I second that, Marilyn!

Maxine - April 9, 2012 - 6:39 pm

Lindy,
Great post! Sounds like a good week. Hubby was on Spring Break week before last. On Monday he came back from three days w/5th graders in DC. He was exhausted and very sick. Was sick for over a week. Spring Break – he was just glad he didn’t have to take the full week off from actual school. He did take 1/2 of the next week off. But the good side. We saved a fortune! During SB we do eat out often and take a short trip but this year, we saved $$s. Well, what the doctors didn’t get. But it was good.

Linsey Lanier - April 9, 2012 - 8:37 pm

Thanks, Marilyn and Lindy. I do have Stephen King’s On Writing. I loved it and it didn’t scare me at all, LOL.

Lindy - April 10, 2012 - 11:46 am

Maxine, those doctors get you every time. :_) Please tell hubby my prayers for a speedy recovery are with him. Hugs. Trip soon…

Tami Brothers - April 11, 2012 - 8:11 pm

Hey Lindy! I am so glad you had a good week. I know it sucks when the kiddos aren’t there, especially when they are that little. Heck, even when they are teens it is tough. But I LOVE that you found that little bit of bliss in the middle of your week. I hope it carries with you for a long time to come.

Hugs!

Tami

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