Thursday, July 8, 2010
Where In The Heck Is The Hussy? Season 2. Part 2
Yeah, this was me. Way back when. Holy crap. That was 15 years ago. I'm with my mother (the woman on the left) and my aunt (the woman on the right). We're at the beach. Seaside Heights, N.J. I just graduated college. I was wicked cool.
But that's only because I went out on a date with him. Hot Hunk of a life guard. Mark. It wasn't really a date. We just went out to a club and had a few drinks and then made out on some slide at a park near the beach. And that's all that happened. I swear to the god I don't believe in. I promise you mom. That was it.
But every time I go here:
To spend a few days with these hoodlums.
I'm reminded of those few days on the beach I spent trying to get Mark's "eye".
As he sat on the lifeguard stand, or went running up and down the beach doing a drill, or taking the row boat out to save someone who got pulled too far out by the undertow.
I remember trying to look sexy.
Comfortable in my own skin.
And sometimes it just happens....
...that you meet someone you make a connection with.
And even if it's only for a short time (or a long one),
that you're with them,
you realize, after the fact, that they were there for a reason.
That they were there to show you something.
Or teach you something.
That you didn't already know.
And then years later...even 15 years later (or more),
you might recall
how that person made you feel...
like you were the hottest chick on the beach.