Monthly Archives: June 2008

Piece vs. Peace

Either one can make or break you

“Just give me a moment; I’m asking God to kill me.” Susan Delfino, Desperate Housewives

Sometimes just when we think that opening up and saying whatever’s on our minds and in our hearts could possibly make things better, it turns right back around and shoots us in the face. So we should know when we need to say our piece, or hold our peace. Because that determines how much deeper a grave we are digging for ourselves and how much we stand to lose from it, and it saves us a lot of unnecessary — “but healthy,” as Becca claims — mortification, humiliation, and heartache. And yet we never learn; we just keep stupidly and na├»vely clinging to the belief that it’s best to say what needs to be said for everything to be all right.

No marks for guessing which one I tend to do.

What hurts the most?

Knowing how it really is, how it might never be, or how it could be?

Sometimes we think that things are slowly but seemingly taking a turn for the better, and before we know it, we start to let our guard down and try to ease into the change. But then it’s only when we cave — or in my case, implode completely — that the reality of it hits us (or is conveyed by the people around us), and the impact is so profound that we’re left kicking ourselves in mortified humiliation.

Slim pickins

“The most beautiful clothes that can dress a woman are the arms of the man she loves. But for those who haven’t had the fortune of finding that happiness, I am there.” – Yves Saint Laurent

So a closet full of Yves Saint Laurent clothes, shoes and bags could be a sign of spinsterhood — or just well-channeled loneliness.