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"'It doesn't happen all at once,' said the Skin Horse. 'You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to toys who break easily, or have sharp edges, or have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out, and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand. The Boy's Uncle made me Real,' he said. 'That was a great many years ago; but once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always.'"-- From the Velveteen Rabbit on becoming Real
“Get Real”…words all of us have heard exclaimed to us at one point or another in our lives. Either about a dream or an idea or a belief. Are we? Real? All these thoughts drifted in and out like her breath and Caitlyn sipped on her Baileys, reading line after line of the emails sent to her on the dating site..
“Hey momma … let’s hook tonite and how bout you give me sump thin and I will do the same for you… know what I mean?” bleccckkkk, delete…. Caitlyn rolled her eyes.
“Yo, you are one banging booty babeee… do you webcam nekkid???”
“f***” she thought, but hey, they are being Real .. Aren’t they?
After 20 minutes or so, Caitlyn was about ready to deep six the frikken glowing machine sitting in front of her tired bloodshot eyes, when the title of the email hit her smack dab up the side of her head..
“I Believe In YOU”… 4 simple words. Caitlyn sat up straight in her computer desk and put the Baileys down beside her. “Hmmmphhh, this one might be interesting to read,” she thought and then giggled.. Thinking only to herself.. “yeah, prolly just his line for trolling so that I will open it”. She hesitated at the mouse for one second and thought.. “jest for shits and giggles” and opened it. She gathered her left leg up on the chair and hugged it with both arms:
“Dear Lady…
I read your profile with a deep wish of hope. Hoping right to the end that once I finished with your eloquent words, you would jump out of the computer and into my arms, where you would forever stay. I then shook myself back to the here and now and found myself yelling at my fool azzz.. “Get Real”
Caitlyn stared hard at the screen.. Goosebumps crawling up her skin and her face flushing.. Wtf? Was this stranger somehow connected to her head.. How could he have used the very words that only moments ago, Caitlyn used when scolding herself and questioning the honesty of the people on dating sites.
Best to get up for that refill on the Baileys now, gal… she thought.. Leave it for a minute and come back. She padded her way to the kitchen and opened the frig and extracted the Baileys. She filled the glass with crushed ice and poured the luscious cream on top.
She grabbed a Lindt truffle out of the candy dish and decided to call it an early evening.. Read this one last email and then off to bed. After all, she had a busy day tomorrow. She was showing her art at a local gallery and she needed to get there early to make sure when they were hanging the photos they were placed in the order and best lighted area for each of her shots.
She sat with one leg under her and resumed her read of this email:
“And so it shall be, I will “Get Real” and write to you from my heart. Your profile was one of the lengthiest on the site. And I suppose that most would have seen that as not worthy of the time, and the reason I say this is that was my initial feeling also.. But something in your photo caught my eye and when I looked up and saw the fire behind those emerald eyes, I knew I better buckle my seat belt and dive in.”
Caitlyn, sipping on the Baileys, smiled that little girl smile her grandfather had always loved and she knew it.. After all, she still felt that connection to him, even years and years after he had passed to eternity to wait for the others.
“So I jumped off that edge and found your words to be warm and surrounding and holding me afloat. I read the words of a woman in possession of wit, class and humility. But I also saw beyond the words there and felt your strength and stubbornness to hold onto the hope of finding one soul that would dare to match your own. And then I felt a twinge in the left corner of my heart, because I understood that with all these wonderful qualities you possess there is a small part of your life that is aching for a click to your clack, a Sonny to your Cher, a Rhett to your Scarlett and, as incredulous as this sounds, a tear escaped my right eye.”
Caitlyn blinked hard thinking that perhaps she should lay off the Baileys for the evening as she must surely be reading those words wrong. But, she was hooked….
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