I was in an old book store and browsing though the old rare book section when I came across this book.. " Gone With the Wind."
It was the same book I read when I was 13 as I laid in a bed in the boarding school infirmary sick.
Memories of forgotten seasons came flooding back to me.. I was beloved by the director of the school and his family, 2 sons and 2 daughters, whom wanted to adopt me and I declined.
As I held this book, I saw in my mind, the day his younger son came into my room to say farewell to me since he was leaving for the army. He was endearing to my heart being like a brother but also we had an unspoken love to each other where words were not needed only our eyes spoke.
He spoke to me about staying healthy and happy. He then asked me to read a page to him from this book,"Gone With the Wind" which I did with much happiness. When I finished reading to him, he reached down and placed his lips on mine and gave me a kiss I will never forget and said he loved me for being ME. For the first time I heard those words not just from his eyes but from his heart.
It's odd how just holding a book can bring back forgotten seasons full of memories and emotions.
I never saw him again however, I did meet up years later with his older brother in New York City by mistake a chance meeting. I asked how the family was but begged not hear all the facts.
I wanted to remember them as I knew them, not as they are now.
Forgotten seasons, forgotton reaons.
Not forgotten love.
IN light and love,
Eve
HI Scott.Thank you for feeling my words and enjoying my music.Your friendship is a gift and I just love gifts :)LoveEve
eve,this post is very emotional and touching. if i were near you i would give you a nice long *holds her in his arms…all i can do from here is empathize.and congratulate you on ‘toughing it out’ the christmas season. arrrgghhh grrrr it’s not easy being alone right now.:cry:
Eve, What a touching post this is. I can only imagine what might have happened if things had turned out different. This time of year can be depressing if you are alone 🙁 . I was just talking about that with a friend of mine earlier tonight. She was feeling a bit depressed because she couldn’t hang out with me or anyone else. I like how your posts bring out the emotions that we sometimes may keep bottled up. I know that friendship is indeed a gift all by itself.:heart:Marcus
HI Marcus,Yes being alone at this time of year is hard especailly when I do have a large family and none include me but I am use to it now.when I touched that book in the store it opened my memory of this time in my life and almost like a movie it began to play back.Thank you for reading and replying it’s nice to know we are not alone.LoveEve
HI G,You honor me constantly with your wonderful words and feelings thank you so much for enjoying my writings and posts.I find it so magical that this book opened my memory of this one day in my younger years.Thank you again and send my love to Edith,Love :love:Eve
Hi dear Eve!I have translated your story from English onto Hungarian for Edith.When I finished the ‘lecture’ she said:”It’s pity that you reach to end of the story!”I think it was more than a child-love-tale for you. :angel:And I mean for us too…With love,G. :star:
HI Elmar,It’s nice to see you reading my blog again I have missed you 🙁 yes you inspire me and I guess now I am you 🙂 Thank you Elmar,sleep tight,Eve
Hi Eve,With that nice post you brought back memories for me too. Well, here it’s late in the evening and I “enjoy the silence”.Stay wellElmar
You survived some memories in my mind.5 years ago summer when I kissed my love and after that I never was calm. It’s like a kind of fly. not to sky. to someones eye where it’s more than imagine…Thnx for music.Best wishes 4 u.I wish a peaceful year for all …
Hi Sasan,thank you for sharing your emotions with me and to understand what I felt also.There are kisses and there are KISSES.. which linger forever in your heart and mind.We both know the taste of these kisses.Peace to you and memories forever.