Month: February 2023

Sorrowful Saturday

Today was supposed to be a lazy day. My intentions were to spend the day curled up, under a blanket, with a book on my lap, and a chai latte in my hand. Today was a cold day, bitterly frigid. Yesterday, was balmy and beautiful. The ping pong weather in North Carolina is giving me whiplash. Therefore, I had no desire to remove myself from the warmth of my blanket fort.

My brain had other ideas. This poem is running on a loop in my head. It’s been a long time since someone’s words cut me so deeply. My contemplations leave me no room to enjoy a good book.

“I’m not much of a love poet but if I was I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful even on days when everything around you was ugly.”

This poem made me cry tears of longing, tears of sadness. This man describes his love so intensely that I feel like I can sense it or I feel like I can almost touch it but it is just out of reach.

“I know it’s gonna sound weird but sometimes I pray that God somehow turns you back into one of my ribs just so I would never have to spend an entire day without you.”

What is it like to love someone this much? How does it feel to want someone with such vehemence?

“I want to be your ex boyfriend’s stunt man. I want to do everything he never had the courage to do, like trust you.”

That last line pierced me. I’m still sitting in my blanket fort but instead of spending the day reading, I’m contemplating what it would be like to be the Starbucks girl on Del Mar Heights Road.

Excerpts from Love Poem Medley by Rudy Francisco

Dirty Hippie

Today is going to be an exhausting day but I’m here for it. It’s currently 7:30 am on a Saturday morning and I’m sitting in a coffee shop in Durham, NC. I’m about halfway into my 3 hour drive to East Carolina University for a workshop. This coffee shop stop hits #32 and #18 on my 40 things list.

The atmosphere of this shop is totally laid back and just plain cool. They have a chalkboard wall, perfect for children, in the back with a sign promoting a weekly storytime. There is local art hanging on the walls. An eclectic mix of tables and chairs with plenty of seating inside and out. Trendy, coffee shop music playing overhead. Knowledgeable and helpful baristas. And a variety of local fare for sale.

I ordered an iced Dirty Hippie – black tea, cold brew, farm half and half and simple syrup. I also enjoyed the Mama Mia – a plain bagel with jalapeño cream cheese, tomato, and cucumbers. I grabbed a carrot Muffin for later.

Everything was delicious and the perfect fuel for my long day. If you’re near Durham and haven’t tried Bean Traders Coffee, add it to your list. I hope your Saturday is equal parts relaxing and productive. I mean, we all need balance in our lives.

Hiking Morrow Mountain