blue eyes, blue sweater

she had on a blue sweater that was almost as brilliant as her shining eyes, white hair and a perfect smile. she reminded me of someone but i can't say who. her earrings and necklace looked handcrafted and the man she was with must have been her son, and the woman in the next chair was his wife i guessed. she sipped on white wine and talked about theater and opera and current events and they loved being with her, i could tell by the way they leaned their heads away from the setting sun so they could get the best view of her.

my girlfriends and i, there we were with our own setting sun and cold drinks holding hands. 85% success rate, i told them, and there will be a healing process, and i need you so much. do you think i should do it and if so, why so," and they said "yes, it sounds right."
will you be there with me, pray with me, sit with mike, and sit with me when they bring me back to my room? of course we will they said, whatever you need.

the conversation shifted to kelsey's prom and jo's son and cyndi's gorgeous necklace which she purchased at the gem show in tuscon. we talked, my girls and i, but i was somewhere else and i couldn't help watching the lady in blue and how expressive she was. lovely hands peeling popovers and enjoying her company. i felt like i knew her or at least wanted to. she seemed so calm and comfortable and wise. i wondered about her first name. perhaps it was catherine or bell or who knows what it was.

i thought of all the things this beautiful woman has seen and been through and maybe she has had heart problems too or maybe other things. she was fine now and she was enjoying being loved and whatever she has faced she has faced with grace and she is gorgeous and fine.

my girlfriends told me i will be fine, too. they will see me through it, and someday will come and i'll be sitting in her chair with a full and healthy heart and all will be well.

someday.