Welcomed Memories

The past never dies - forget tomorrow; it operates on its own schedule. It visited me today as the water ran over my body in the shower. Today it brought me back almost seven years, a familiar time, to the first of many first. My first hello to this ebony queen, the first smile that warmed me, the first hug in the hall way, first touch, kiss, moan, my first everything, of everything now familiar and sometimes taken for granted.

Today under the cold water I remembered everything that brought me to her. What a journey, a story. This woman who said never to me; because I was not her colour of preference, I was too short and I had the audacity to be born a proud St. Lucian. Today I was reminded of the power of persistence, and how with it I married a woman, far from perfect - but imperfect enough to make me consider the inconceivable. Today I remembered the things that brought me to her and will hopefully keep me coming back to her.

Today I remembered Sofie. The real Sofie. Not the dysfunctional manifestation of recent time brought on by my bold indiscretions and neurotic transference. Today I remembered the woman that made me step back from the conventional - "the existentialist". My buddy with all the equipment of a woman.

My past did not inform this present future.