You Never Know: How 3 Women Had A Profound Impact On Me
The car ride to Elizabethtown took 3 days and 3 nights, back then. I rode in the back seat, sans seatbelt, and slept in between asking if we were there yet.
I knew when we arrived her little dog would run outside and down the concrete walkway to greet me. I didn’t know anybody with an inside dog except her.
We’d stay up late watching Unsolved Mysteries and I’d listen to the train go by. We didn’t have no trains where I came from.
I couldn’t wait to rummage through her junk room. Nobody could have convinced me that a hidden treasure chest was any more exciting than the back room of that old farmhouse.
Everything goes in a junk room. Extra bedding, knick-knacks, and canned food because you never know.
Christmas lights that don’t work anymore go there too. They might get healed in the summertime and work again next year. You never know.
She kept every color of lipstick Avon ever made in her junk room and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on a purple shade this time.
You never know what might look good on ya ’til ya try, she’d say.
