I hope that you're as glad as I am that Spring shall soon spring forth.
As I tiptoe quickly to ONE MILLION views - gasp!- another huge milestone is here. March 5 marks 15 years since I birthed Life by Chocolate. What a fantastical ride it's been!
In those early days, I used to create posts by weaving personal narrative with song lyrics. We're giving this strategy another go now.
The song, Hold On by Wilson Phillips, has lifted my spirits at dark moments over these past few weeks. May it offer you the same.
Please enjoy and hold on, with love for yourself and chocolate on the side.
I know this pain
Confusion, rage, despair. Another damn breakup.
Why do you lock yourself up in these chains?
Our laughter and playfulness kept me in bliss.
No one can change your life except for you
We'd grow old and crotchety together.
Don't ever let anyone step all over you
Somehow my love's sudden rudeness didn't cause pause.
Is it really fair to feel this way inside?
He'd checked out. He gave up on me, on us.
Someday, somebody's gonna make you wanna
Me? Not at all. Six months later now, I still feel love for him.
Turn around and say "goodbye"
I had no say.
Until then, baby, are you gonna let them
"You're a coward," I said, for making me do the breaking-up that he wanted for reasons that he refused to express.
Hold you down and make you cry?
At sunrise the next morning, I returned his spare house key and clumpy flattened air mattress. Done.
Don't you know?
But weeks later, I came upon his Scrabble game board. Damn. One more thing to return.
Don't you know things can change?
We played over 100 Scrabble games in those nearly 2.5 years together.
Things'll go your way
I won nearly every round. Still, I celebrated his winnings more than mine. "Yippee! My baby won!" I jumped and shouted, engaging in silly improvisational dance maneuvers after drowning him in hugs and kisses.
Can you hold on for one more day?
The message "You win" struck when I carried his game to my car.
Hold on for one more day
I left it on his front porch, then drove to work. Done now. It's over.
You could sustain...
I'll be okay.
Things'll go your way
Pain will come and go, while it generally softens over time.
If you hold on for one more day
I miss him sometimes, like now.
If you hold on
Worlds upon worlds have opened to confer gold glittery magic. Were I still in his/our world, I'd not have entered any of the others.
Can you hold on?
I'm sure of it. I win.
Hold on, baby.
I'm a winner.
Heartache is such a bitch. But yes, you're a winner because you are strong, resilient and capable. Onwards and upwards as your heart heals again.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Debra, for your caring and your eloquence in expressing it to me.
DeleteJust say the word and he'll wake up to find cat shit in his shoes. Or a big sloppy hairball. Your choice. I can make it happen.
ReplyDeleteOh HRH, you're my favorite of all cats everywhere (in this world and the next). I'll keep my hotline to you warmed up, honey. Thank you.
DeletePS The cat shit, definitely the cat shit. But do wear paw gloves, honey. Thanks.
DeleteI mean, so you don't leave tracks or get any germs on you. I'll whistle for ya when the time is right.
Delete"Hold on, baby." Great song to concentrate on instead of other stuff.
ReplyDeleteIt's a beauty. Simply worded, yet full of hope.
DeleteThank you.
Now that is a cool post and this was before my time!!!! You have much to celebrate sweet cheeks!!!! We must have started around the same time... I think I'm going on 14 or 15 years myself. I found you through the renowned Debra.
ReplyDeleteDebra is such a Goddess. I can't say how much she means and has done for me. HRH is a prize, though sometimes annoying as all get-out. Am I right?
DeleteLove you, MM.
Happy Blogoversary, Robyn! Fifteen years is quite an accomplishment! Come to think of it, I started in 2009, so yay, it's 15 for me as well this year. Brilliant post, adding your narrative to the song lyrics. Break ups are always painful, but it sounds like you're well on the road to recovery. All the best to you! ♥
ReplyDeleteThank you kindly, Debbie. I'm very glad we've met here. You're a burst of sunshine.
DeleteHappy fifteen years! Quite the accomplishment.
ReplyDeleteAlex, I think you're my only friend since there, but there may be a few others who are still around but no longer actively blogging. I love ya. Thank you.
DeleteYou will thrive and survive! He treated you poorly and was a coward in the end. Too bad you couldn't open that scrabble game and place on the board " you're a coward and an ass!" But you did the right thing just dumping it there. Your heart will heal again. I believe there is someone out there for you but ..stop looking! Enjoy life on your own. Go out to museums, walk go out with friends and never mind men. When one stops looking that's when they seem to plop right in front of you. Hold your head up high because you are a class act. I started in 2009 too:))
ReplyDeleteWoohoo, 15 years for you too! And Mistress Maddie above, and Alex, and Debra - we're all about the same "age."
DeleteI'm realizing I don't need antidepressants. I just need to keep YOU in my life. I love ya, and you always make me laugh. I actually wanted to include our game tally with his game when I dropped it on his porch. But I couldn't find it. Oh well, he and I know who the winner is!
He's an idiot. That's not nice of me to say, but it's the truth. You are the most fabulous lady on this planet and if he can't see that, well, refer back to the part about him being an idiot.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the 15 years and nearly a million hits too :)
DeleteThank you, darling. You're making my heart melt. He IS an idiot. Stupid boy. But life is better, in spite of sadness. It would've been miserable to stay with him. Love you.
DeleteI agree with Elizabeth. And that was just heartbreaking to read. We've all been through that kind of pain.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on 15 years. April will mark 19 for me.
Wow. You don't look a day older than me, Diane. Smiles. Congratulations on nearing 19. Woo. That's amazing.
DeleteThank you for your compassion.
I'd just seen him in the community recently, so feelings resurfaced. I'm a spitfire and doing okay. But yeah, we've all been through this kind of pain. Never ever is it fun.
PS I'M A MILLIONAIRE!!! YOU GOT ME HERE!!! I LOVE YOU ALL! WHAT A GLORIOUS SIGHT TO SEE, NEVER EXPECTED TO SEE THAT NUMBER IN CONNECTION WITH MY NAME. WOOHOO!
ReplyDeleteHappy anniversary! I don't think I have that many years in yet, but congrats on both milestones.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, GB. Yeah, it took 15 years. Views aren't the goal here, but having surpassed 1 M - completely mind boggling.
DeleteYou are a winner, dear friend. Very clever and yet poignant post. Love hurts. Dang.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on all milestones and I'm so glad you are a blog friend, pen pal, and friend. Cheers and chocolate, my dear.
I'm very grateful to you, Joanne. There's a surprise enroute too. Hugs!
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