I Don't Need To Go On Jerry Springer Show... I Told Skip My Secret That I Kept For Years...
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Slices of soft bread lined the countertop where I was making sandwiches. I went to the refrigerator to get the deli meats to put on each. I didn't forget the cheese...
I had on my mind a confession I wanted to make to Skip. One about love... In fact, once I told him, I would back it up with photos, so... he could understand. You know how life is... we do things... sometimes.
I wanted him to know what I have... unknowingly... to him... been doing. I've been committing this... act... over and over... he never knew it.
You know how it is... one thing leads to another.... and before you know... a lot of time has passed... and .... you are still doing it. I was still doing it... with passion, love. Now... it's time to tell Skip...
I was wondering if I should contact Jerry Springer Show... make a big deal out of it... like everyone else does? Would you help me make a decision?
When I tell you... you'll understand what's been on my mind. I know I should have probably felt guilty all these years doing what I have done... I know I should, but... I have to say... I'm not.
Don't look at me that way, please. You'll understand in just a moment what I've been doing secretly for years. You might decide... you could do it... get away with it, like I have.
I look at the bread slices lined up on the countertop... I'm about to do it again. I always feel good when I do what I'm about to do... it has to do with the... secret. Actually... IT is the secret.
I go back to the refrigerator... I reached for the squeeze bottle of... mustard. NOW... it's almost time to do what I love to do, have done unknowing to Skip... all these years.
I just called Skip ... to come see. I decided I don't need to go on Jerry Springer Show... I told Skip he'd understand when I showed him photos of what I've been doing all this time. I told him, I needed to make a confession to him... I can't live with not telling him anymore.
I showed him two photos. He stood looking at them, as I told him what I have kept secret for so long. He just stood there....
I saw a light come in his eyes... watched as his lips began... to smile. You know what he said to me? "I love you, Monst".
I will tell you now, what I've been doing. I've been using the squeeze mustard bottle to ....
To draw inside of each of Skip's sandwiches. I draw, I write ... in mustard.... I write the words, "I Love You".
You can see the hearts I drew inside his bread slices. He knows now, that for all these years, whenever I make him a sandwich... it's been full of... love.
I don't need to go on Jerry Springer Show, now. I told Skip my secret... that I kept from him for years.
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