midnight musings

I've had a story rumbling around inside me for a few months now. I don't know why it decided to bubble its way to the surface at midnight this am when Anna woke me crying after she hit her poor head on the porcelain sink while she was trying to pull up her panties after going potty (another reason I'm thankful to be a guy, by the way - no worries about bending over in the middle of the night...)

I used to have a crush on a girl, a lady, named Robin. Oh it didn't last long. I have a few rules about my crushes, and one includes trying to stay clear of those who happen to be married. Especially married to big guys. And cops, especially undercover ones. And guys that carry guns. Well, Shane was all of those, so my crush on Robin was over as soon as it began.

I liked Robin I think more for what she didn't do on one specific occasion than for anything she ever did. You see, I'm a sucker for courage... And strength... And independence, most of the time... And standing up for what you think is right when everyone else says you are wrong.
I didn't know Robin when this happened, but it happened. Its been a year probably since I heard about this, 5 years probably since she did it. Wow...

Where I Belong (Robin’s Song)

His daddy was a rich doctor
I was just adopted
By a teacher who could
Never find a man.
He gave me all I’d ever need
I was so in love with him.
He was the one I’d
Dreamed of for so long.

And it ain’t right.
And it ain’t wrong.
Sometimes love just seems wrong.
And it ain’t right.
And it ain’t wrong.
I’m looking for the place I belong.


A hundred family,
Friends, and us
Gathered at the Tower
There in France.
Four o’clock the bells they rang
He stood in front with a wedding ring
I watched the whole thing
Through my tears.

And it ain’t right.
And it ain’t wrong.
Sometimes love just seems wrong.
And it ain’t right.
And it ain’t wrong.
Looking for the place I belong.


Sometimes I don’t know why
I do what I decide
But I just turned and
Ran as fast as I could.
All the way to Charles de Gaul
Hopped the first plane that I saw
Took me back to Huntsville
To my home.

And it ain’t right.
And it ain’t wrong.
Sometimes love just seems wrong.
And it ain’t right.
And it ain’t wrong.
Still looking for the place I belong.

And it ain’t right. And it ain’t wrong.
Someday I’ll find where I belong.