Instincts and Lies

I  woke up this morning to the sound of rain drops hitting against my window sill. I love to see the drip drops of the rain falling on earth; I don't know about you, but it gives me a calm, peaceful feeling. Before I hurry to the kitchen to get my homemade latte going, I grab my long red cotton robe that I've had for about five years now and I slip on my very comfy leopard house slippers...humm nothing like a good ole pair of house slippers that have seen better days. Some how, I just feel connected to these worn out slippers. Today, I'm having an extra renewed sense of gratitude. I am especially grateful and blessed that I'm alive. I'm blessed that I am able to smell the aroma of my delicious coffee purculating in the coffee pot. It's such a great smell and I thank God for it all. You see, I'm going to get a little personal with you this morning and tell you a true story that happened to me in my twenties. You see every living organism is born with this extra sensory motor that's invisible to the eye called "Instinct" that some humans overlook. You know that nervous feeling, maybe sweaty feeling, the chill on the arm that makes your hair stand up, those goosebumps and even your heart starts pumping a little faster beat feeling. Your Instinct is a natural built in alarm that lets you know that you are approaching danger or that you are staring danger right in the face. Some humans tend to ignore this invisible feeling called "instinct" because we seem to have the ability to debate against ourselves and "smack dab" into danger. Unlike animals not recognizing their built in alarm system means falling prey for another animals dinner.

      Well in my early twenties, I was a  hard working young single parent and an attractive young lady...not that I'm not attractive now, it's just that in my twenties you know the skin was much tighter.LOL. I was juggling a 40 hr work week and trying everyday to beat the clock on the 08:00am hour. No matter how hard I tried to be at work on time, it just seems that I would always hit the door at 08:01. Then I had to deal with this boss who would clock me down to the second and I only wanted to send him straight to the abyss! I was also trying to be the best mother for my daughter and being very cautious not to expose her to unsafe people. I didn't introduce my daughter to every man I casually dated because I was always cautious of those unsafe people. Another reason I didn't introduce my daughter to every date is because not every man I had a conversation with or a lunch date was compatible to me; therefore, they weren't worthy enough to meet my daughter. This was my own single parent rule.

     We all know that dating people on your job is not good right? Well, this was one dating rule that I was always cautious about. Besides your job can be a breeding ground for runaway gossip and besides I really tried to keep my business to myself and nobody at work interest me anyway. But you know, you are going to get that hound that is going to try to chase you regardless.  I notice at work that this guy I'm going to name "John" was interested in me. I didn't want to give him the time of day because it was just something about him that I didn't have a good feeling about. He kept asking me out and I kept turning him down mainly because I thought he was married. So, I would not give him the time of day, but at the same time I thought maybe...just maybe I was being to hard on myself.  Finally, we all know that the devil is going to find a loophole to get in. So, John sent one of his friends to try and convince me to give him a chance. So the devils' partner did his job and convinced me that John was on the straight and narrow. So with this news, I accepted Johns' offer of a date against all the bells and whistles.  Besides, I could take my daughter along to this Saturday matinee (I thought). So what could possibly go wrong?

     On the day of the date the sun was shining bright and the weather was great, not a rainy cloud in the sky. I saw John's spit shine maroon Camero pull up in the drive way so, me and my daughter got in to the car. On the way there to the movie theatre the conversation was casual and the date was going okay and my four year old daughter was sitting quietly in the back seat. As we approached the theater, I noticed that the road to the theatre was a bit heavy with traffic. I also noticed that it was a little commotion going on about three cars up. As the cars moved up and we got closer to the theatre, I notice this car coming straight toward us. I became a bit panicky and some how managed to grab my daughter from the back seat. I don't know why...I just did. I was  frightened for me and my daughter. I thought the car was going to hit us head on. I couldn't believe what was happening because this tan Toyota Camry barely missed the front bumper of Johns' car. I didn't know what to think except this person must be crazy! At this point John's car was blocked by this tan Toyota Camry and traffic was backed up on both ends. Cars were honking, people were yelling and I just couldn't believe my eyes! So with this going on I'm thinking to myself, "where is the police when you need them." Suddenly, a huge swollen pregnant female about nine months carrying a BIG stick leaped out of the car. She had in her hand what looked like the rod Moses parted the Red Sea with. She was yelling, cursing and screaming profanity you wouldn't believe from the top of her lungs! On her face you could read death to them all. At the same time she was doing this..she was walking straight toward my side of the vehicle, and at this point, John says in a loud voice,"lock the car doors!" You see back then you didn't have the automatic door locks. Friend, if you could only imagine the fear I had in my heart and how I feared for my daughter's life! The only thing I could think of at this point like any mother hen was saving my offspring. Girlfriend, I want you to know my motherly hen instincts kicked into high gear! I'm going to be honest friend - This was my worst nightmare! 

To Be Continued... 

 Follow me friends for Part II of Instincts and Lies. You don't want to miss this telling story of how I went to "hell and back!"