I took a picture of my desk recently and looking at it as a
picture instead of as the place I am parked most of the time, I realized the
eclectic mix of things that have found their way into my writing space. Like
anyone else, only the things that are most important or most inspirational wind
up within eyes view. I have my favorite books. Pictures of my sons. A bookmark
from Star Island in New Hampshire. A giant stuffed moose. A journal. My Rosie
the Riveter lunch box. My Lucas the Crab magnifying glass. A 'Write Like a Motherf*er' coffee mug. A small lighthouse
plaque that my father gave me. My candle of the week. My Two Fridas.
And then there is Donny and Marie.
Okay, let me dispel any rumors that I am some huge Donny and
Marie fan, posting 8X10's of the brother and sister duo on my desk because I'm in
the fan club or anything. Sure, I may be a "little bit country and a little bit
rock and roll," but that's not it, either. Oh, no, the meaning of the
Donny and Marie photo is much deeper than that.
You see, I have two sons who to my delight, and at times to my horror, have inherited my
strange sense of humor. One day, I mentioned that I wished I had a picture of
them together. I mean, for a mother, what could be better than a picture of
your two grown children, looking all sassy, looking like they are the best
friends, ever, smiling at you every day as you work?
It seemed like a simple request. But Dillon living across
the country (as is their excuse), it was difficult for them to get together to
have one simple picture made that they both could agree was worthy enough for
my desk.
On Mothers Day last year, Theron walked into my office and
presented me with an 8X10 envelope.
"What's this?" I said.
"You wanted a picture, there you go."
"Uh, thanks, Theron. Not exactly what I
expected..."
"Two grown siblings, best friends forever, smiling at
you everyday..." He said.
"But, it's Donny and Marie Osmond."
"It's a placeholder. Until Dillon and I get one for you.
Just think of us when you look at them."
And in my household. that just makes sense.
So while others may see a picture of Donny and Marie
watching over me as I write, I look up at them and see a U.S. Airman and a
Doctoral candidate. Two grown children, looking sassy, looking like they are
best friends forever.
My boys.
Currently being played by Donny and Marie Osmond.
15 comments:
And Bills fans, both! How could you forget that? Bills fans!
Ah, now I get it. Your kids are just as eccentrically creative as you are.
See? It all makes sense, now. :)
Ha! Brillant! A sense humor, a request taken somewhat serious and the final result? A memory wrapped in smiles. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks, Gracey. It's never dull around here. And silly memories are in every corner.
Kelly - that's a great story. And, your writing space inspires me to get mine into some semblance of organization, or at the very least, creative inspiration.
Since I pretty much live in this little corner, I like it to at least be halfway organized. The rest of the house, not so much...
Thanks for sharing, Kelly! One of these days I need to update the pictures on my desk of my two boys. They're now 17 & 19 but the pictures I have are of them aged 9 & 11. I love who they are now but it's kind of nice to keep the rest of the story around, too.
You must get a Donny and Marie! Then you can imagine them at any age you want. :)
This was a beautiful story. You have some great kids! :-)
I do have great kids. :)
Your kids are awesome. What a clever, funny idea. They so get their mom.
Yes, they are awesome and they understand me perfectly.
I think you should keep the picture, if nothing to remind you of the memories of how you acquired it. When life gets tough, you can look at it and smile. Then laugh, and remember how great life really it. Great story.
PS On a side note, I saw Donny and Marie perform at a local fair, many, many years ago. I didn't stay for the free concert, but it was fun to see them sing a few of their songs in person.
Joan, I saw Marie shopping for cosmetics at 2am at a local Walgreens once. LOL.
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