Yesterday, I stopped by to check on a friend. She and I were having really great conversation, something we haven’t had the chance to do in a while, especially since her world consists of a house full of beautiful, high spirited children and mine is filled with paper work and what seems like neverending miles of lonely highway sometimes. Anyway, it was so great to be able to talk about strategies to obtain the goals that we’ve set for ourselves going forward.
However, after we got the meatier topics of our lives out of the way. Our conversation took a lighter route, as we talked about our fantasies. We’re both fictional writers at heart. So, if you know anything about authors, you understand that we live in our head at times. It’s a great way to escape from life’s harsh realities at times. And it’s pretty harmless! But my heart skipped a sudden beat, when she shared what I had thought was the unspeakable with me last night!
All of a sudden I felt light headed and my heart ached. I clutched my chest as my friend noticed the anguish on my face and guided me to the couch which was down in her sunken living room. Tiny beads of sweat slowly drew paths across my forehead! “Are you kidding me? How could this happen?” are the only things that I would come to surface off my tongue. The children scrambled all around me to see what was happening to Ms. Tanisha. One of them ran to the kitchen to get me a drink of water to see if that would help more words to flow. For a few minutes my world was all hazy and the room seemed to be spending out of control. What was I going to do about this? What would my world be like without him?
My friend reassured me that it would be just fine. “You’ll find someone else!” she kept reiterating over and over again. But I had given up all hope. There’d be no one to quench my nightly thirst. No one to make my heart beat rapidly at the mere sound of his voice. There’d be no one who could brighten my day just with the faintest peek of his tightly ripped abs and muscle toned arms. And it’s because of it, I looked at my friend and said, “But he’ll always have my heart!” as a tear rolled down my cheek…
OK, so that’s not quite how the story went. But that’s truly how I felt inside when my friend told me that Andy Whitfield wouldn’t be returning to Spartacus and they were recasting him. Now anyone who truly knows me, knows that I’m indeed a true die-hard Spartacus fan, much in part because of the sexy Andy Whitfield. It’s unfortunate that his cancer has returned and he won’t be able to return to the show. The show had stopped taping to allow Andy the ability to seek treatment and get better. However, when Andy’s cancer returned he realized that he wouldn’t be able to return to the show. I seriously hope he gets better and will diligently be following his status more closely. But one thing is for sure, whomever is cast as Spartacus will not ever truly be able to replace the original Andy Whitfield in my mind!
By the way, if you’re angry because you thought this was going to be a true story about the relationships I’ve had in the past, you should have paid more attention in the opening….I did say that as a writer I live in my head sometimes:))
Hope you have a wonderful Saturday! I certainly am!