Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Monologue Mania Day #756 Parallel by Janet S. Tiger (c) Mar. 9, 2016

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Monologue Mania Day #756 Parallel by Janet S. Tiger (c) Mar. 9,  2016 

                                                     A monologue by Janet S. Tiger 
                                  © 2016 all rights reserved 
       (Older woman enters, listens, smiles)

Where have I been lately?  Oh, no place near, I can't travel much on this planet, but I do go into other universes you know......the ones right next to us......

        (Listens, laughs)

But, my dear, there are parallel universes. Definitely.  I know.  I have visited.  

Now please understand, I am not a physics person.  Or even a science person.  In fact, I am not even a math person any more..... why, I no longer balance my own checkbook!

When my son does it for me, I ask him - well, am I unbalanced this month?  And he laughs - every month to be nice - and tells me I am fully balanced.

(Sighs)  But my friend is in another world....another dimension.  We have known each other over fifty years.  We met in Vietnam, as nurses.   It was put it too mildly...not an easy time.

(Remembering)   She was very sharp.  Remembered everything.  One day, she realized a doctor had been too tired to request the correct IV for a badly wounded soldier.  She just changed the order,the soldier lived. and the doctor -he never knew.  He probably figured he had done it right.....but we knew.  There were so many moments like that....where she just was.....on target.

We went home to different states, but about thirty years ago, after her divorce, she moved here, to my city,  and was as if nothing had changed.  Same laughter, same fun.

Shared...... memories of rough is forgetting even those.  And one day, her son tells me ...(hard to say).......she might not even remember us.

So, every day I can, I go take a walk with her, not down memory lane, because that road is very damaged.  But into this other universe, where she is returning to how she was born...... faulty memories, big gaps in the road....not a lot of connection - she no longer remembers movies we saw together just a few years ago.....all gone.... except sometimes music.

There'll be a song at a restaurant we visit and she is back.....back in Vietnam, and we are in Battaya, Thailand, on break, by the ocean....with some nice young men in uniform.....

And her eyes are back.....and she is sharp again.....somewhere in another universe.....A parallel place where time is ..(thinks, realizes something for the first time)......or maybe time isn't.....

I like our visits, sad as they are sometimes, because  I am grateful to know, that I can visit many parallel places and return......

       (She turns to leave, stops, looks back)

I just hope, if I ever start to move to one of these parallel universes, I will have a friend visit

Janet S. Tiger    858-736-6315
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1 comment:

Jennifer Silva Redmond said...

Another winner. Beautiful and resonant.