INVITATION to EAVESDROP on (sexy! & tops!) in capitola #IWA #capitola @writeousmom
-and we returned to soltola -and were greeted by a beautiful woman, with a 19 on the back of her shirt (19, is our annual and monthly anniversary date) /she would later share, 19 is her birthday.. and then later share, more specifically, that July 19th, is her birthday.. that is also a CH (robert's sister's murder/death) but which during our lunch on this day/time; i consciously chose not to open/revisit.)
and, this time we sat outside, with the beautiful, very colorful and textury cottages, and the water, and seagulls and ducks, and happy, peaceful locals and tourists, all within view
and we ordered one cheddar cheese bacon burger and fries; to share between the two of us
and we each enjoyed a classic margarita
and it was when i squirted a little ketchup for the fries, and a little mustard on my plate that i allowed a chain of CH's to open...
"when i was in elementary school.. that family i told you about before.. the catholic family... it was my friend's older sister.. she was the 1st person i ever saw squirt mustard direct on her plate to dip her burger in.. the same way you squirt ketchup to dip your fries in.. and i've always loved mustard.. and i think i've done it ever since...
... you've heard me talk about her before, yes? she would just scream and holler and throw the biggest tantrums ever when she had to go to catechism after school.. i think it was wednesdays.. my God you would think someone was about to throw her in a firepit... she hated catechism! -and i had no idea at the time, what catechism even was.. but i knew i sure didn't want to know either... but also, hers was the first family i ever really saw sit all at the dinner table together at the same time, and everyone, in sync, outloud, said a long scripted prayer before they ate... and did the sign of the cross and all that..
and that was my friend, my best friend.. and we kinda looked alike.. have you seen that picture i have in my studio.. we are wearing matching.. well the same fabrics, in different designs.. outfits my mom sewed for us to be in the southgate fashion show together..
and that is my friend.. that is the friend that was staying the night at our house, the night i was kidnapped from my room.. she was in the same room, one bed over..
and do you know.. can you imagine when your daughter was that age.. if she had a friend staying the night and someone broke in...
i know this.. i would much rather it be my own child, than the guest! i'm always so grateful it was me and not her -but anyway..
i have a question for you sexy...
i know you know all about my past... i tend to find a way to share it with everyone eventually.. but, what i don't remember is how or when i shared it with you? what do you know?"
"yes.. i know about when your house was broken into.. and the sleepover.. and how that connected you to polly klaas.."
"today is october 1st.. it's the anniversary of her death"
"oh, i didn't realize that.. and i think the way i learned about your past.. you had me read one of your blogs..."
"i did?"
"yes.. you had me read it.. "
"well, what do you remember? how much of my past?"
"i know that you were kidnapped as a child from your room, and taken to the garage and violated.. and that you were... date-raped... and he was sent to prison, and you don't know what happen after that... and i know that you were kidnapped at gunpoint.. about the lakeside rapist.. and, that you also a gun to your head in a bank robbery.."
"wow.. you do know... and do you know what happen with each predator?"
"i'm not sure about the predator who broke into your home? i know the lakeside rapist remained at large..."
"the first predator... he was killed by a former cell mate. showed up at his place of work.. and i used to think he was shot in the face, but my mom says he was shot in the back. shot and killed on the spot at his work."
"do you know what he was in jail for? the same crime?"
"good question.. i don't know what he was in jail for... "
"and the other predator sentenced to 20 years in prison.. and then, yes.. the lakeside rapist was never caught.. although! i would later learn from a san leandro police officer friend, that they think they arrested who they think was the lakeside rapist on a different charge.. don't you think i would want to know something like that!! anyway...
"and i just remember thinking, after i read all this.. you don't show it. like, i would think you are justified in being pissed off for the rest of your life.. hating men... bitter... but you are one of the most positive people i know. and i don't have to tip-toe around any love making or sexual things with you.. it is as if none of that ever happen to you."
"i have been rescued and restored! thank you Jesus!"
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"i remember writing about our first date here... the way i was pretending to listen to you, but was really checking you out, and distracted by your smile..."
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-and then we talked about our upcoming halloween party; the amazing blessed day before.. the bike ride from vasona to lexington resevoir; about our home, our family, our friends.. our many adventures over the past four years, and over the past four months!.. and the many adventures we pray that are still ahead..
-and we walked all around the cottages, out to the tip of the pier, sat and watched people fishing for a while.. walked some more, and created our indigenous word art... met sisters from new mexico, one who took our picture for us, and shared that her sister, 60 years old, was seeing the ocean for the very first time..!
and stopped for ice cream to enjoy on our drive home...
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and in this way.. my mess into a message; my tests into testimonies;
i feel like a trophy wife for Jesus. -know what i mean? in the secular world, a trophy wife, is generally called a trophy wife, because she is physically beautiful.
but, in the Christian world, a trophy spouse for Jesus, or God, or the Kingdom.. it has nothing to do with physical appearance; or gender really,
it has to do with being successfully rescued and restored into complete wholeness, from severe brokenness.
from the pit to the palace
beauty for ashes
joy for mourning
free from strongholds
more than a conqueror
and when it comes to being married; to life long commitments; to faithfulness, fidelity, devotion
I sure do recommend -the chain-breaker; the pain-taker; the way-maker..
hallelujah & amen.
posted by SANDRA HARRISON KAY @ 1:30 PM
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