I get asked a lot about where my love for mermaids comes from. Mermaids came to be a place I could escape to. Since I was 18 nothing has ever happened in my life quite how I pictured it would. Some people are no longer on this earth who I thought I would grow old with. I lost my childhood hero my cousin, my friend, my first boyfriend, my grandmother, an aunt and two of my uncles. It taught me to cherish every moment because you don't know when it will be your last.
Here's the moment that started it all Cali mermaids a love story:
I feel like hopeless romantics have ceased to exist. Or Maybe me being a reader keeps me so open minded my imagination is that of no other. Tonight I conquered a fear or maybe two? All I can think of right now is how I remember sitting in class really infatuated with this tall (I just found out is fully white) handsome guy with dreads who sat not to far from me in class. I sat and came up with my own conclusion of how I’d probably for one would never be his type, and let that be the foundation of reasons for why I never got up the nerve to even say hello to him. Who knew five years later I’d get up enough nerve to ask him to model for me? Who knew he’d agree? And Who knew one night he’d invite me for a ride on his motorcycle? I was afraid of motorcycles for so long. My new found love for cars made me want to face my fears and go for it. Having already accomplished so much this year. why put an end to facing my fears now? When he sent me an invitation I didn’t even hesitate. The only thing that worried me now was would he be an asshole? I saw him as mysterious and gentle and I just hoped after all these years the real him wouldn’t lead up to disappointing my imagination. He came to my house very noisily and I just had hoped he wouldn’t wake my mom. But he was very nice helped with my helmet and making sure I wasn’t afraid to hold tight to him. He made me comfortable enough to go through with it. I had no destination in mind and figured we probably wouldn’t go far. The ride was smooth I had taken the freeway we rode a million times but never seen it how I seen it while riding with him. When we stopped we were a little high up with a beautiful view. I love views so I was very pleased with the destination of choice. We talked I learned a few things about him and shared a few things myself. I was extremely nervous which was odd for me. Not nervous enough to be mute though. I had some questions I wanted answers to. Like why we had never talked before.. Or why I just stopped seeing him in class, but he answered them. He wasn’t shy and really was everything you’d see In movie. The ride home was a lot faster maybe he felt my confidence in facing my fears should be shattered by going a few more mph. Though frightened I loved it it catered to this new found rush and high I’ve been on for the last few years. When we got to my house we chatted a little more he gave me a very warm hug and wished me a goodnight and I expressed how we should hit a bar sometime. Writing this I’m just pleased because of all the love stories I read I had never believed spontaneous things happen. Not that this was love he didn’t really give me a I did this cause I was interested vibe(until later surprisingly). He definitely showed me a good time though. He was definitely all that I had hoped he would be like. Hopes built on me reading to many books and being a hopeless romantic. One day I will have to thank him for the memorable moment and the lasting great impression he left on me. Tell my daughters the wonderful story of how the good looking guy I drooled over in highschool turned out to be a pretty great man. There is hope for the world after all. Even if that hopes only last one night.
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