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Footballguy
listening to this for the 4th time, i'm reminded - is there anything better than singing to a child?
My HS sweetheart and FWB for over 40 years had 2 sons early w her husband and right about the time she put them in school, got a chance to get into Santa Fe real estate in a big way and was quickly making serious jack. Just when she was a real factor, boom, the rabbit dies (google it). She troubles the new pregnancy out and knows it's going to cost her her spot in the hierarchy bizwise and you're either hot or not in a real estate boom, so decides she's not going to have it. Soon as she decides to terminate she starts having nightmares about her boys dying in all manner of gory accidents. She calls me in Reno so many times during all this that Scary Mary (who knew i'd thrown over a lot of women for brief windows of opportunity w this gal) actually gets jealous and we work out that she really must keep it. It was a girl, she named her Celeste for the universe-calling nature of the circumstance and will easily admit now that, even thought the interruption of her career cost her possibly millions, her BFF daughter is the best thing that ever happened to her.
Celeste was 6yo when i moved back to NM after my Mary died and we became fast friends right away. The big hit then was the Backstreet Boys "Everybody" and i used to call her Celestina so it would be the same syllables as her fave fangirl song (chell-es-TEEEE- nAH.....eat yo DEEE-nAH). And, when i'd come to visit, she'd hop in my lap, tell me about her week and, if she'd been good, i'd sing her "My Celeste Amour" to multiple squeals, nuzzles & kisses. dongitnobettah. Celeste turned thirty last week. Where does it all go?! La-la-LAAAA-laa-la-la....
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