She would tell me stuff like “Franco you’re very gentle with me, you’re very patient with me. I was real affectionate with her and felt good. To me, she is a loving person and a very affectionate person and she wants someone to kind of unlock that within her and let her be that in return. Like I could be real affectionate with her because she was real affectionate with me. I felt loving, young, and carefree with her. I felt that way with her especially when we were on our outings. Forever Young Franco.” I still have it on my dresser. ![]() She gave me a card one time that said “I still appreciate your packages and cards you sent my way. I could drop my guard with her and be more loving, affectionate and carefree. I feel so much.” She told me she’s able to feel other people’s energy more so than normal. She told me a long time ago : “sometimes you appear sad Franco. It was warm, it was affectionate, it was comforting, it was loving, it was sexy. I know that won’t happen, but my spirit says she has to finish that book. She used to read this book for me called “1001 Arabian nights”. ![]() She used to tell me in bed : “you have strong colors Franco.” She would look right at my chest and she would say “you have strong colors, they are clear.” I would ask her what are bad colors and she told me if “they’re murky.” Yours are never murky.” Nobody ever talked to me like that before. Back at my old townhome, not the one I have now but the one before that. Left Low Leg from Middle Class Usa Really good song by the New Yorker.In my son, and his generation, I hold hopes and dreams that people will learn to be themselves and accept the differences we all have as only another color variation in life's rainbow. I still struggle to find my people, but I think it is harder for my generation than for my son's. He's marched to the beat of his own drum in life pretty successfully and has found "his people" (people who love and appreciate him for him). So, I dedicated this song to my son early in life to remind him to always allow his true colors (self) to shine through in spite of the pressure he would find all around him to be someone he wasn't. The irony is that everyone around you ends up approving of, and liking, someone you're pretending to be, rather than the real you. It's not an easy path to follow, because we live in a world full of insecure people who only want to be accepted and loved and they put on those masks in order to feel this way. We all tend to wear various masks in life depending on who we're with and where we are, and I was struggling as a young adult to be myself without having to don the prescribed masks. ![]() So, when Cyndi Lauper sang this song, it had already had a significance to me that I deeply understood. As early as high school I had begun to see the value in being myself instead of following the crowd and trying to be someone I wasn't.
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