Courtship
Remember that feeling, those fluttery dips and drops in your stomach when 'he' walked by? He could drive you to distraction with a mere smile. Where is he now? Maybe he's in the next room, tied to you with a golden band and a couple of kids. Mine is miles away, living with his wife and children that I've never met. It seemed he had such power, the future wouldn't be without him. If I saw him now, there would be no coming unglued. I might not even recognize him. There are butterflies taking flight inside me today, though. They have nothing to do with any boy. They have everything to do with my future and the people who, today, are holding it in their hands. They have the power, with the click of a mouse, to either reject me, sending my hard work to the recycle bin, or to change my life forever. Do they have any idea how my life hangs in the balance? That they can tip it one way or another with a yes or no? It's a courtship of sorts. ...