The other day I
happened to find some old audio CDs and when I was free, I listened to them. If
they were ok, I’d copy them into my PC. If not, I’d toss them away. So upon
listening to them, I’m immediately transported back to my disco days. So many
flashbacks came upon me, leaving me in a trance of music, lights and dance. Old
Def Leppard, some Michael Jackson (man, he’s truly a super star), Linkin Park ,
the great Scorpions…….gosh, they’re like old friends I’ve forgotten.
My lips in red, nice? |
I reminisce my
trademark look, those red red lipstick, black eyeliner, my high heels, tights
and tight shirts. Well, I was a lot more `shapely’ then…sigh…and my stomach
wasn’t as huge as it is now. I was crazy, carefree and I loved life. It was an
amazing time. It’s the disco every Saturday and I’d hit the dance floor for
hours. There was this one time when I was with a group of girls, some guys try
to chat us up. One of the guys actually thought I was Japanese, we giggled and
just said that I am. I danced with him but that was it, I didn’t talk at all as
I was shy.
Then, I shut off the
music which I was listening through headphones, turned around to check on my
sleeping kids and I’m suddenly brought back to reality. I’m 38 years old now,
I’ve two kids and I’m way out of shape. My eyes have been opened to the harsh
reality of life, of what it can do to bring me pain, suffering but also the
realization that God is amist it all, still looking out for me eventhough I
thought He had forsaken me and tossed me to a buffet of delighted devils.
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