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Dreams. Ephemeral. Winsome reminders.

A chorus from "Gypsy" while exiting a priggish hotel lobby.

Sun-bleached sea shells and red fingered nails, sparingly sprinkled with sand dust.

Considerations of Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, and Proust over plates of bacon and eggs, and assorted pastries from DelPret's.

Me, a mere spider in the corner, trying to catch what bits of edification might float my way.

The table was always set with fine china:
the room full of high education, higher intellect, laughter, and the aroma of strong coffee.

She would take me into the city- to Saks and The Russian Tea Room.

We'd catch an afternoon matinee-
"No, No, Nanette" or "Man of LaMancha".

On the train home we would discuss Austen, Dickens, Hardy, and Hawthorne.

It was on the train that I was introduced to The Wife of Bath and pitiful Desdemona.

I would write her letters which would promptly be returned corrected, in red ink: a crisp twenty and a word of encouragement always tucked inside.

She called me "hers", and I loved her dearly.

She's been dead ten years next month.

I still adventure with her in dreams from time to time.

When first I wake I am filled with the warmth of her.

As I come fully back into my world, the tears come.

I can not help but wonder if they come from missing her, or if it's gratitude for having had her in the first place?

Elizabeth Maksymiuk

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The following comments are for "Holding onto Heddy"
by emaks

and a very beautiful and moving piece.

( Posted by: Poeteye [Member] On: October 27, 2012 )

Well Done Elizabeth!
Oh Elizabeth...this really hit home for me!

I remember so well shopping in a supermarket a few weeks after my husband died. As usual, they were playing music in the background and suddendly I heard "Wind Beneath My Wings" playing and I completely lost it~ I just left my cart in the isle and dashed out to my car!

Sometimes it's the little odinary things that still...after 22yrs bring back memories long forgotten.

Thank you for this. It

was beautifully written...and so relateable.

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: October 28, 2012 )

lovely tribute

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: November 15, 2012 )

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