"Be slow to fall into friendship & love, but when you are in, continue firm and constant."
Someone should've told Tray that.
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A I R I O A N N A•
"I call this painting well... Airioanna." Swallowing thickly as the class shared collective looks, I turned away from there prying eyes for a moment to collect myself as I eyed my painting. Glancing down at my notepad, I decided to just speak from the heart.
"I call it Airioanna because it represents me. It's something that is finally geared towards my happiness and my complacency in life. That woman in the middle symbolizes me, obviously-and the two faces shrouded in black are the people who support me the most in my life.
"My father John and my Boyfriend Tray." Battling with the knot in my chest, I took a slow breath as I skimmed my fingertips over the painting, rubbing at the makeup that stuck to my fingertips.
"When I was seventeen, about six months or so after I graduated highschool my Father was diagnosed with cancer. It's in his bones...at leasts that's where it started. Now it's just eating him alive to the point, sometimes he doesn't even remember his own name or even wake up. He just sleeps because he's so worn down." Rubbing my fingertips under my eyes, I smiled as I remembered to stay on topic of this project.
"But. He's my muse in everything that I do. Right or wrong he stands by me and pushes me to live my life for me, even if it means being selfish sometimes. In truth, we all need to be selfish sometimes, and love on ourselves. If we don't love ourselves then who would we be? Without him reminding me of this I don't think I would've been here today to be honest. That man is the epitome of my strength and love in a person, who better than to showcase here?" Grinning to myself, I pointed to the picture on the right.
"Fathers someday walk there daughters down the aisle and hand her off in marriage. At least that's what they hope to do. My father won't be able to do that with me or my sisters. But I've accepted that. But because he cannot he's already spoken with the man, that he believes will hold strong in his place when he is gone. Not that anyone can ever replace my Father. That person...or rather that man is Tray. Tracy Bills to be exact. He is my best friend, my protector and now my boyfriend. Someday I pray he'll become my husband, and the father of our children." Grinning at the thought, I continued on.
"He pushes me to establish myself, to stand up for myself and to do what makes me happy. They say if you marry a man like your father than he's the one. I pray that for me that will be true. So again I say this picture is titled Airioanna because these two men love and support me to be nothing but me, and I mhself is what I care most about in this world. Without me being taken care of , I can not love or be good to others. Thank you." Bowing slightly when the class erupted in a round of applause, I left my picture in the line up with the other students who went before me as I sat down grinning to myself.
I did it.
I had finally established myself and found something I enjoyed and that I was good at. ••• 30 minutes later•
