Lisa Benoit
Stories (2/0)
TheFall
The glorious wedding day. Most guests come with expectations for a fun evening. Several of my guests came with ace bandages that I actually used. Let me set the scene: I hit the tile floor hard and fast because my legs flew up from under me. I looked up and around and hoped no one saw. Such a vision in white spewed out on the floor so of course everyone saw me. We had just entered the wedding venue for the reception and no more than ten minutes in the door there I was laid out for all to see. It pretty much set the bar low for course of the wedding and entire marriage. Ok, so now I have to ask: “who does this?” (I was sober). There are no words to explain how foolish I felt and embarrassing it was. It was truly was an accident but really? I checked my legs to be sure they were ok but I fell so far to the right I landed on my right wrist, you guessed it - my dominant hand and shattered it. I remember seeing my hand hang from my wrist away from my arm. It was an alarming sight to say the least. The guests with ace bandages were doctors so I had on-site immediate care. How could they have known? My hand was wrapped and I stayed throughout the reception. It was difficult for everyone there but I hated to leave and didn’t know what to do. I made it through the evening (which was a disaster for other reasons as well).
By Lisa Benoit3 years ago in Marriage
Secrets from the Porch
Collins knew that Pops left each grandchild a box with items he kept for each one of them to be opened after his death. He found his underneath his grandparents’ with the others and walked to the front porch and sat. The sound of the screen door slamming or the chipped paint on the porch rails didn’t bother him today. Today they brought him peace and if felt like there was still life in the empty house. Pops could have lived anywhere but his neighbors were "his people" and he wouldn't leave them. "I have your favorites here" he heard as he stretched himself over the porch steps. Leslie walked quickly towards him. "It does me good to see you here" she said handing him a paper lunch bag. "I can't believe they are both gone now. Things aren't going to be the same." Collins knew that both his grandparents' passing was devastating to her. She sat next to him holding her head in her hands. "I keep telling myself it'll get easier but when? It was hard when Gloria died but now its final that they're both gone." "I don't know" was all he knew to say. "I don't know. I wish I did." It had only been a month since Pops passed but it seemed like yesterday. They both knew it would take some time. The sound of Collins opening the paper bag broke the cloudy silence. "You always know how to brighten my day" he said as he pulled out a fried bologna and onion sandwich wrapped in waxed paper. Leslie always added mustard and bacon just for him. He set aside the can of soda on the porch behind him. "I'll keep making them as long as you keep coming back" she playfully jabbed him with her elbow driving home her point. She had been making them for him since he was very young. "I guess I'll keep coming back then." His response brought a look of relief and she heard what she needed to. "Don't leave without saying goodbye now. You know you were his favorite."
By Lisa Benoit3 years ago in Families