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Greetings From Mississippi!
Today I got some Christmas cards in the mail--How nice it is to hold those cards with good wishes in my hand! My heart is warmed by them, and thankful too. I am reminded of a card I got a few years ago. I didn't recognize the name on the outside. Inside the card was a $100 bill and a note--then I remembered who the sender was.
In the early 80's, back when I was living in Texas, IÂ made the acquaintance of a neighbor who worked in a lawyer's office. She was always well dressed, perfectly coiffed and drove a red sports car. On her days off she mowed her grass in Daisy Duke shorts and a bikini top, and was lustfully ogled by the locals. But she was nice to me--she cut my grass once and we had a glass of tea and talked.
"Daisy's" hubby was in the service overseas, and she was frank when she told me "I've worked too many years to get rid of a Kentucky accent and better myself to wind up in this dump of a neighborhood. I jumped at the chance to marry a serviceman 15 years older than me just to get out of the backwoods of Kentucky." She tapped her manicured nails on my messy kitchen table, a frown on her brow.
One day I saw a furniture truck backed up to her house, but they weren't there to deliver, but to repossess her beautiful furnishings. Daisy came the next day to ask if she could borrow $20. She was leaving town, and running off with a lawyer. I opened my purse and showed her all I had to my name was $10, and gave it to her. She patted my hand, saying I'll repay you. Yeah sure, I thought.
I moved back to Mississippi not long after Daisy left. 20 years later I got that card with the $100 and a photo and note from Daisy. She remembered my hometown, and my name hadn't changed. She wrote she hoped I'd get the money--as she said, that's $10 with a little interest added on. Daisy had aged a lot, her hair streaked with gray and she said she'd done a little of everything, but was now married to a preacher and was trying to make amends to the people in her past.
Life is full of surprises for sure. susilÂ
