“Some kind of fix I have myself into this time!” I thought. I was having to take the bus and the train for a few days. Highly unusual for me! I am so used to driving everywhere I go. It was so much to get used to again. Now I would have to be really cognizant of time and all of that. And wouldn’t you know it, I missed the first bus! Someone or something must have had me in their favor, though, as I was still able to arrive at my destination on time.
Like most rail systems, safety is the number one concern for The Washington, D.C. Metrorail System. It has a warning system for when the doors are about to close. This female voice bellows out, “Step Back, Doors Closing” just as the doors are closing. A friendly greeting; yet stern.
Hearing that for the first time in many years, my mind raced to a different place. “Step forward, Doors Opening!” was my immediate thought. Life is full of opening doors.
Which is why I long for the events that happened during a March of Dimes walk in the early ‘70’s to happen now. 20 miles is very long, especially so if you haven’t prepared for it. At the moment, I had all but completed it, but I couldn’t walk one step more. I took refuge in a multi-level garage that the walk passed by pretty close to my home, so that I could rub my aching feet. To my surprise a lovely young gentleman sat down with me. He acknowledged that the walk was a bit much and asked could he sit beside me. He did! And to my surprise, I soon began to feel the warmth of his body close to my own sitting there on the edge of that concrete parking space. The wind picked up and the gentleman in him came out even more as he untied the sweatshirt that was on his waist and wrapped us both in it. That instant, I looked into his eyes, and to my surprise he returned the gaze. I managed to say thank you, and he then hugged me. I believe I fell in love that moment. I have no idea how long we sat there together. We could see the walkers walking by. I told him I could not finish the walk, as my feet were still hurting, although much better from not walking on them and from being embraced by the kindest gentleman on earth. Soon there was just a small trickle of walkers going by and he said he had to finish the walk. I asked him not to leave me, but he insisted he had to finish the walk. I broke every rule of etiquette there was. I asked him; yes I asked him, would I see him again. I didn’t care at this point that we were not the same. He was a beautiful soul, and I was prepared to move heaven and earth to be with him.
I pointed out to him where I lived. He said yes, he would come back after the walk. He would go home and shower, but would return. To this day I haven’t seen him. And there is still a hole in my heart, and a sign that says; “Reserved For My Angel of Love.” If only today were yesterday as for sure, now, it would be okay for us to be together despite being of different races; “Step forward, Doors Opening!”
In the words of that great poet, Maya Angelou; “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you.” I have published two books now. One self published, Caring Enough to Change and another, Stand In Your Anointment–This Too Shall Pass, through a Publisher. And I want to encourage everyone out there to do the same! Take another look at publishing now, as there are many ways in which you can do that. Traditional Publishing is still there, where you’ll need an agent and the like. Also know that Self Publishing, too, is a way to get that book inside of you out. So start writing! “Step forward, Doors Opening!”
Louise Malbon-Reddix is an inspirational speaker, author of “Stand In Your Anointment – This Too Shall Pass” and Coach and Trainer of Neurolinguistic Programming – the Study of Human Excellence!