The Door

Twas a crazy and hectic morning, and my husband had the car running for a minute before coming in and getting the baby. Grab the road cup of coffee, diaper bag, quick kiss, out the door, put the baby in the car, close the door - must lock if the car is running? Oh Crap! Now what do you do? The car is running with my baby locked inside with the only key! My husband looks at me mortified over the roof of the car as I stand in the front door yelling "we're gonna have to call the police to get that opened". "Just give me 10 minutes first". With a wire coat hanger all stretched out he tried a few fancy manuvers to lift the little lever of freedom to no avail - by now the baby is looking out and whining. "Just entertain the baby", he yelled at me. I'm standing in my pajamas outside of the window waving my hands around smiling at my trapped child. By now my husband had moved onto the actual power widow button itself, but it is harder to get as it is up near the side mirror. He was bending and trying to get the coat hanger to hook the button just enough to unlock the doors. I stared hard at that power window button through the passenger window trying to will it open. I thought about Stephen King's Firestarter, and figured anything is worth a try right? So I'm staring as the wire hanger is bopping around to the left and right of the button when the next song comes on the radio: "Let my love open the door.....Ooh, Let my love open the door". We both froze and looked at eachother. "Do you hear the song that is playing?" I doubt the song was written for parents who have locked their child in the car, but it was a purely magical moment as the wire hanger hooked the power lock button. "Neep", as all 4 doors unlocked and I quickly opened the passenger door. I've never loved that "Neep" sound as much as I did at that moment. With the door open I could hear the song obviously louder from the speaker in the door and it sang "You're so lucky I'm around". But who? Anyway, the freaked out toddler was happily on his was in no time, but now a song that I've never noticed has a special place in my heart!

Living In Another World

The world in which we live - dirt, the earth, trees, people, animals, cars, pollution, an economy, languages, love, hate, and everything in between. It is such an interesting place - one could keep busy for the rest of their lives. Oh wait, isn't that what we do? Beyond the world we live is the most extraordinary world - The Literary World! These deep dark caves of the unknown that we can travel into without leaving our seats. The people, places, and adventures brought to life with 26 letters of the alphabet on white paper pages are brought to life somewhere between our eyes and brain (which isn't a lengthy travel). It is magic. Magic I'm telling you - to form up the images in your head like a ball of modeling clay and form it with direction from a writer's instructions. Some of the feelings and situations that propel themselves into our eyes will permanently take up residence in our mind! A little branded image stored away forever changing our view or possibly laying low until we need to pull the impression up in reference to new information. This magical process started long before it got into our hands. The spark of life began when the story emerged in a spare room of a writer's imagination. What room you ask? It's an extra wing of imagination that some people are born with - yes a wing for some. It's an extra brain area that goes beyond just normal living space. It flowed beyond the initial spark and flowed like lava. Hamlet isn't real? He is alive and well with his whole gang in my mind, minds everywhere, alive on shelves, and alive in the Literary World.