From a Princess to a QUEEN
11/3- Like when any princess dies, its like an earthquake around the world. Because princesses aren't like you and me, they are bigger then that, and they truly touch the lives of everyone they meet. And that is exactly what Mona Bones did.
On Nov. 3rd I received an email from my mom saying to call her. I didn't think it was urgent so we cruised the strip a bit, went to a beach bar, had a cute old man serenade us on the beach- raining, but still nice, then we hunkered down at the place with the $1.25 margos- yum! But around 3pm I decide, enough with the boozing, lets see what my mommas up to. So I get to the comp. lab. I call my mom....
"hi honey, are you sitting down"
Shocked that thats the first thing she says and confused, she sounds really sad, "YeS? Whats going?" My mind is racing, what could possibly have happened?
"I just got off the phone with Korea".... Im really freaking now, why didn't she say jarrett, " and Jarretts in really rough shape" WHAT?! I can't seem to grasp whats shes talking about! What happened to Jarrett, why do I need to be seated!? I don't understand this at all and I start to cry. I just imagine the worst because my mom is being sooo dramatic-
the she says "Mona was hit by a car" I lose it. FUCK!? what happened?!
Okay now I can reflect, but at that moment I was pretty stressed. I have to say I don't think I would have been so emo in the internet cafe if my mom didn't set me up for such a tumble! JESUS- Jarretts in rouch shape because Mona died, but ya gotta say that in one sentence. I seriously thought he got hit by a bus or something. But not that Mona is LESS important, but Jarrett- he's my bro! I don't know what I would have done if something grave happened to him. I would freak- I love ya bro!
So Mona is dead. I still can't believe it. She was such a wonderful dog. Not the smartest, and I think she knew that I thought that.. But she was sweet. She was a 85lb lap dog and that was fine with just about anyone that met her. Her big cow eyes and sweet demeanor could woo just about anyone. And like a princess she did.
Now I don't worry for her, I believe she is in a better place. But I do worry for my momma. I don't know if its because Im away, but I don't think it has been as hard on me, or as "real" for me because Im not at home. I don't look for mona and remember she is gone. I dont see her dog bowl and want to fed her. I don't have to live in the presence of her ghost, or at least she hasn't found me yet. I am sure she will. Lotta has. (Lotta was our kitty that lost her life in 2006 to a pack of coyotes) Anway, I have dreams of Lotta so I know she is with me. ACTUALLY! DING! I love dreams. I just recalled the bones was in my dream last night. OHHH Monas has found me, and Im at one. I love you mona bones! Your a sister and a friend! I love you for always.
On Nov. 3rd I received an email from my mom saying to call her. I didn't think it was urgent so we cruised the strip a bit, went to a beach bar, had a cute old man serenade us on the beach- raining, but still nice, then we hunkered down at the place with the $1.25 margos- yum! But around 3pm I decide, enough with the boozing, lets see what my mommas up to. So I get to the comp. lab. I call my mom....
"hi honey, are you sitting down"
Shocked that thats the first thing she says and confused, she sounds really sad, "YeS? Whats going?" My mind is racing, what could possibly have happened?
"I just got off the phone with Korea".... Im really freaking now, why didn't she say jarrett, " and Jarretts in really rough shape" WHAT?! I can't seem to grasp whats shes talking about! What happened to Jarrett, why do I need to be seated!? I don't understand this at all and I start to cry. I just imagine the worst because my mom is being sooo dramatic-
the she says "Mona was hit by a car" I lose it. FUCK!? what happened?!
Okay now I can reflect, but at that moment I was pretty stressed. I have to say I don't think I would have been so emo in the internet cafe if my mom didn't set me up for such a tumble! JESUS- Jarretts in rouch shape because Mona died, but ya gotta say that in one sentence. I seriously thought he got hit by a bus or something. But not that Mona is LESS important, but Jarrett- he's my bro! I don't know what I would have done if something grave happened to him. I would freak- I love ya bro!
So Mona is dead. I still can't believe it. She was such a wonderful dog. Not the smartest, and I think she knew that I thought that.. But she was sweet. She was a 85lb lap dog and that was fine with just about anyone that met her. Her big cow eyes and sweet demeanor could woo just about anyone. And like a princess she did.
Now I don't worry for her, I believe she is in a better place. But I do worry for my momma. I don't know if its because Im away, but I don't think it has been as hard on me, or as "real" for me because Im not at home. I don't look for mona and remember she is gone. I dont see her dog bowl and want to fed her. I don't have to live in the presence of her ghost, or at least she hasn't found me yet. I am sure she will. Lotta has. (Lotta was our kitty that lost her life in 2006 to a pack of coyotes) Anway, I have dreams of Lotta so I know she is with me. ACTUALLY! DING! I love dreams. I just recalled the bones was in my dream last night. OHHH Monas has found me, and Im at one. I love you mona bones! Your a sister and a friend! I love you for always.
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