S is for Story about You and Me

Weather, Food and Love

We all have our tons or if not tons maybe a few unforgettable memories to share. Lucky me I met Lisa and she told me one of her most memorable afternoons. She told me with a smile, “Who would imagine that a rainy afternoon will make me feel amazingly fine”.

In her point of view rainy days sucks. Yes, for her it sucks to the fullest extent. Why? Firstly, it will make a person looks like a drenched puppy when he or she happened to stay outside without any protection from the raining cats and dogs.

Secondly, rain makes her sad, gloomy, melancholic and so much more synonymous to those words and emotions. Scientifically there’s an explanation to that. She's not that certain if her explanation is absolutely correct but as she remembers people say that when the weather is cold and it is raining human brains tend to release "serotonin" that affects the emotions. And those are the few reasons why she detests rainy days, but unexpectedly that afternoon she enjoyed it. She enjoyed watching the rain fell-on and soak the road.

She decided to stop by a Chinese restaurant. Though, she’s not a big fun of Chinese cuisine she wasn't expecting to enjoy and love the food she's about to eat. A hot yet deliciously looking wonton noodles is in front of her. When she eats it she felt like 'twas the best noodles in town.

I asked her curiously why she instantly loves the weather and the food that day. And she told me with a radiant smile. "It’s because that every moment in that place I met the man of my dreams."

Her answer was simple but I could feel by the way she talks that it's true. Maybe for her being with someone she loves makes her feel like eating an ice cream in a hot summer day that makes her feel warm and fussy inside. However, that moment was the opposite of it because 'twas raining that day. A rainy afternoon, a delicious wonton noodles with the only person that makes her heart skip its bit was one of the most amazing afternoon she had.

I asked her another question casually, “so where is this man of your dreams?” as I looked around hoping to see him where ever he is that moment.

Then she told me with sadness written all over her face, “he’s gone. Two months after he asked me to marry him he died. He got shot protecting me from some junky” she sighs deeply. “I was given a few months to be happy with him. Even though, we didn’t have the so called forever I felt like those few months with him was our forever. And so up to this day I’m still celebrating that afternoon me met here… in this very place”.

My heart breaks upon hearing her story. She started it with a happy vibe and she ends it with a sad one. As always one can’t have the ending she expected to have, but at least she’s surviving each day having their good memories within her heart.

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Happy endings do exist, but only in movies and books not in real life because in reality life is a bitch.