Just Write {105}

October 7, 2013

We had taken quite a detour to get there, initially going to the wrong hotel and then taking Atlanta’s train system to the right place. We laughed the whole time, even when it felt like we were entering the center of the earth via the longest and slowest down down down escalator I’ve ever seen. There was no one else around, which made the dark and the damp and smelly air even more eerie. We found the terminal, down in there and came across a few good men, who noticed our possibly entirely lost looks and helped us figure out what train to take.

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A couple of days later, when we went to dinner again, a few people at a table turned to look at us as we stood at the hostess stand. They turned back to the large group with them, said something, and everyone turned to look at once. Staring. Staring at us. Why? It took me a few seconds to put it together and then I turned to say something about it to Vikki.

It’s probably me, she said. Yeah, it’s me. There was something like resolve in her face, a moment of choosing to let go. They probably think you’re my girlfriend, she said. I shrugged, shook my head and started following the host to our table. We sat down and started looking at our phones. It wasn’t rude, it was just some down time. We had been talking for a couple of days straight and it’s good to be comfortable enough with someone that you don’t have to keep talking even when you’re tired. Earlier, we had gone for a walk, out in the sun, getting some air and we stopped and sat on a bench and talked about the parts of ourselves that are really hard to see, or share. Just when you think you’ve talked about everything, you never can.

The sun was so warm on my arms and face, but there was the most perfect breeze. Me too, we said, a few times. Me too.

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This is the 105th installment of Just Write, an exercise in free writing your ordinary and extraordinary moments. {Please see the details here.} I would love to read your freely written words so join me and link up below. You can add the URL of your post at any time. Just be sure it’s a link to your Just Write post, not to your main page, and please don’t link to posts that are not freely written in the spirit of capturing moments–you know, don’t link to how-to posts, lists or sponsored posts. Also, please link back to this post in yours so people know where to go if they’d like to join in.

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Kelly @ Love Well October 8, 2013 at 9:38 am

This is a beautiful picture of real friendship, Heather. Ease with each other.
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jana October 8, 2013 at 9:40 am

This is just beautiful. Both of you are such beautiful souls. I’m honored to know you :)
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Kristin Shaw October 8, 2013 at 9:45 am

I loved seeing you in Atlanta and also meeting Vikki. She and you are beautiful women, and THAT is why they were staring. That’s why I do. :-)
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Leigh Ann October 8, 2013 at 10:09 am

I love this captured moment. I always feel like i’m sitting there with you.
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Kir October 8, 2013 at 12:34 pm

I love you and I love when you write like this, when you just take us along a slow, wonderful ride with your thoughts.

I will echo Kristin, the reason people look at you is to see the radiance of you (and Vikki’s too ).

two amazing women.
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Tracie October 8, 2013 at 1:03 pm

You captured friendship in such a beautiful way. I love this, and I love that you have this kind of connection in your life.
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Stephanie Precourt October 8, 2013 at 1:04 pm

Being able to say me, too and mean it is my favorite thing.

Steph
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Ann October 8, 2013 at 1:48 pm

Full of love over here. For you guys.

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tracy@sellabitmum October 8, 2013 at 4:14 pm

Aw, I love this. And yous guys.xo
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story October 8, 2013 at 8:26 pm

I loved this. I could feel every moment of it, and it all seemed so natural.
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Arnebya October 9, 2013 at 2:10 pm

The comfortable silence is a testament to true friendship, true comfort (does not apply to attitudinal 12-year-olds though NO, THEY’RE JUST QUIET BECAUSE THE WORLD IS WRONG). Sorry. Flashback.

Also, I’d be damned proud to be Vikki’s girlfriend.
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