Sweet Trouble

Gibberish chatter----3

He is charming and caring. He is hard not to love! Oh my dear Harry! He should be back already." She looked at her wrist but there was no watch sitting on it. "I think its about time I reprimand him for these scrawny fishing trips!" I raked my head for the meaning of scrawny, was it actually to be used in this context though? Well, the doctor did say she is far gone already.

A lone tear fell down my cheeks, I can't even imagine not having Grace here. I don't think I will be able to take it. Although she forgets me by vesper and the next day is a new start, she always talks to me like she has known me for years. She really is a precious gem! My lips curved into a smile as I reminisced the times we have shared, my tears now had free flow.

That's when I realized! I loved this woman. And like all the people I have loved, I was going to lose this one too.

"Barbie dear, why are you crying? Did someone hurt you? Talk to me child!" I briskly wiped my tears and smiled at the woman who knows everything about me yet knows nothing! All my deepest secrets I have shared with her, if only she remembers.

"Nobody hurt me Mrs. Delucas, I just have a lot on my mind." I dried my face probably.

"Tsk, how many times do I need to remind you to call me Grace. Come child!" She removed the picture of her Harry that was on her lap and patted it, indicating that I should lie down.
I did as I was told, pushing my legs further into the bed and putting my head on her lap. She took a comb out of her drawer and gently stroked my hair. "You have beautiful hair!" Third time she said that today. I felt my cheeks warm up.

"You know, whenever I am sad Harry always does this. He sings to me too, but unlike Harry I have a terrible voice." She laughed at the end showing surprisingly amazing dentition.

"You know Barbie, life isn't a bed of roses. Well I guess it may be, but some people just get more thorns than roses. I am happy with Harry, that doesn't mean that I am happy with life. But I have and follow one very important principle, 'If you can't control the situation, don't beat yourself up because of it. Focus on the things you can control.'
   Truth be told, no matter how hard we try, things won't always go our way. If we give ourselves a heartache over the way things turn out, the cycle of life wouldn't stand still. Life goes on, with or without you." She stopped stroking my hair and I sat up. She held my face firmly between her wrinkled hands and rubbed my cheeks.

"No matter how bad it is, there is good in it. Dwell on the good, don't embrace the bad. Its you, its only you that can give yourself the joy you deserve. Take your joy child!" She tucked stray hair behind my ear.

"Now that's better. You should keep your hair down, it suits you better."

"Thank you Grace." I didn't know what else to say. This wasn't the first time she is giving me this talk, but this time, she talked to me with so much love. Love that I have never felt for a long time....

"Oh child. I shouldn't bore you! Go ahead, I have to rest too." She stifled a yawn as she made herself comfortable.
I smiled at her and turned to leave, I was just about to turn the knob when she said,
"Your happiness is in your hands child, seize it!" And she drifted to a land were she could feel Harry's touch and bask in his embrace.

Dreamland. Not the other side.

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"I didn't like the way the movie ended! I wanted her to end up with Eric not George!" I moaned.

"Its a movie Barbara. If it hurts you so bad, go act yours." Claudianne mocked. Ouch!