As Far As The Edge of Heaven, As Close As In Front of Your Eyes
so i know i'm due for talking about southern decadence, but i wanted to mention first though another strange occurence that happened the other day. coming home on tuesday, the 11th of september (this has nothing to do with 9/11) i found a cute little potted chystanemum plant on my porch with a little envelope with my name on it. i honestly had no idea who it was from but guessed it was probably one of my mom's realtor friends or something. can i express the shock i had when i realized that the page long typed letter inside the card was from ron... my ex-boyfriend whom i really haven't spoken to in 6 months (with one somewhat funny email hiccup a few months ago) and funny enough whom i met for the first time 11 months ago to the day... October 11th, 2006???!!!
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anyways, ron wrote me a letter which basically was an apology over the issue that broke us up... but apparently he wrote it because he believe he witnessed a sign. this is the short story i'll recount now. in the weeks leading up to last christmas, i had been dating ron for about a month or two and i was in short... falling in love. i won't bore you here with waxing nostalgic and getting ewey-gooey... but basically i felt the need to MAKE him his christmas present ... something so impregnated with "the thought" of the gift that despite how it turned out, it would be undoubtedly... from the heart. i tend to do things like this i think to satiate my own need for poetic signifiers in my life i think... its like my habit of leaving somewhat personal items in beautiful scenic places where no one will probably ever find them.
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anyways... i decided to make ron a pair of lamps... based on a comment he made once that he had always wanted the pair of asian themed lamps that eixsted on the show i love lucy. i spent weeks trying to design these lamps and figuring out what i'd build them out of. they eventually turned out very "crafty" looking but they were very cute.i got a pair of japanese figurines of a young asian man and woman with musical instruments. each stood on a platform i hand stained and then wired for electricity... and each lamp was topped with a little "coolie" hat as the shade. i got my Dad to hand calligraphy my favorite chinese proverb on the pair of lamps... As Far As the Edge of Heaven, As Close As In Front of Your Eyes.... being specific to him that the lamp that the young man stood on had to be inscripted with the latter part of the proverb.
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the reason why this had to be, was because i wrote a short letter of love to ron, rolled it up, and stuck it inside the hollow figurine, and then glued the guy down to the base. it was to be a secret... right in front of his eyes. in the letter, i basically told ron, that if he ever read those words, despite where we were or what had happened, i wanted him to know, that i loved him with the greatest fervor i have yet to experience in my life... and that he had in short ... stolen my heart. i knew the letter may not have ever been read or read by someone who bought them at the salvation army and that was OK ... these are like the words you whisper in your lover's ear when you know they are asleep. sweet nothings.
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but fate as funny as she is...decided that ron would on the 11ith of september, 2007, be cleaning his room, and accidentally knock over that lamp, break the figurine off its base, notice the little roll of paper inside its hollow body, take the note out with tweezers, read those heartfelt (yet presently non-applicable) words ... and decide it was a sign.
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the best thing and the worst thing about our love was that it was as far as heaven and as close as in front of our eyes.
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posted by faux chink @ 10:56 PM
1 Comments:
that's a beautiful, amazing story!!
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