TITLE: Teahouse Convictions
By Valarie Sullivan
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“That’s called pre-occupation. Oh! Sorry! I didn’t mean to make you spill your tea!
Do you have a napkin?
There, see? No harm done!
What am I doing here? Can’t an old friend come visit another old friend?
I’ll ignore that rude comment and chalk it up to hormones.
The silent treatment will not get rid of me, either. I can read you like a book.
No, not mental telepathy. It’s all in the posture, body language, facial expressions, the way the cup rattles in your saucer. Oh, hey! You really ARE shook up, aren’t you, old girl? Need another napkin?
I know just what you are going through. Children all grown up. The husband at home, but his mind is elsewhere. Housework is piling up. The deadlines at work screaming at you. Wondering if this is all there is. I know just how you feel. Lonely. Out of sorts. Like you have no purpose. Worthless.
Now, don’t cry! This is a public place! You want to make a spectacle of yourself? Get out your tissue.
There. That’s much better. Wipe the jelly off the corner of your mouth.
I’ve been telling you for years that the bar is where it’s at! You don’t have to have an affair with anyone, just dance a few dances, drink a few drinks, and have some laughs! A good time! Get out of the house! Leave that old windbag at home!
Get out of this old teahouse! It is like an old lady, torn lace, over done rouge and all. And, please! Canned harps and violins? This place doesn’t even have the class to hire live musicians.
I know where to go! There is a place just around the corner. Good music, decent prices…What did you say?
I didn’t say that. I didn’t say that your purpose is at home. You don’t have meaning in your family, that’s what I have been trying to tell you! You are only going to find fulfillment with me! Good times! Meet new people. Spread your wings, girl!
Don’t you be quoting scripture verses at me, missy! I know the bible backwards and forwards, better than you EVER will! None of that “Greater is He…” stuff!
Yes! See? There is more to life! Been saying that for years and you never listen….
What are you talking about: going home to cook your husband’s favorite meal? Haven’t you heard a word I said?
Hey! Come back here! I’m not done with you! Wait….
Rats! Now what am I going to tell the boss?
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