It happened. I had been anticipating it for a while now, but hoping with all my might that it could just hang on. After all, it had defied the odds, lasting far beyond my own estimates. I guess I thought it would be with me, until at least I was finished with my class. But it didn't.
My turquoise disposable mechanical pencil died today.
Everything was going fine, or so I thought. We were working together, as a team, plugging through our Stat class today. We were on fire, flying through (and erasing) our Stat questions. A piece broke off of its tip. I wiped sweat from my brow, took a sip of my iced tea, and that's when...that's when...
it happened.
In my typical familiar motion, I reached up with my right thumb to lovingly click the eraser to bring more pencil lead out. In the stillness of the room, everyone could hear the tap as the 1/2 inch of remaining lead fell out of the pencil and onto the desk.
I was numb. Shock took over. I reached into my bag for my orange mechanical pencil, and finished my work with that, but it wasn't the same. It felt different in my hands. It has no eraser. It just isn't as special. I had to finish the class with my dead pencil next to my notebook, looking just as sad as sad can be.
Please bear with me as I mourn my loss. Today, I don't know how I will get on without my pencil, but maybe the light of tomorrow will bring new hope. In the meantime, in lieu of flowers, I am requesting that folks simply send Starbucks gift cards in memory of my turquoise pencil.
Thank you so much. You are all such good friends.
9 comments:
Deb, please accept my deepest sympathy in the loss of your beloved blue mechanical pencil. As the mother of an anal retentive child who still only uses mechanical pencils, I totally understand your grief. May you find solace in knowing that your blue pencil is in a better place and that orange will now bring you weeks of writing pleasure.
p.s. I'm blogsitting today, so hit me with the comment love twice
deb i am so sorry for your loss....the confessional is open if you need to vent ;-)
I got your dc#'s TYTYTY
You are a strong woman, Deb. I know you'll come through this tragedy.
good luck during your grieving
Deb, might I suggest reanimating your turquoise friend? You can give it a lead transplant from the orange one and it will be clicking away again.
I'm so sorry for your loss. Especially during the holiday season. The important thing is not to blame yourself.
I almost peed my pants reading this. Oh....I mean I hung my head down quickly & said a prayer for you & your lost one. HA HA I love you!!! Keep it strong girlfriend, I know you can!!! Hugs!
As a life-long lover of mechanical pencils and also turquoise, this makes me weep. I believe a burial at sea is most appropriate in this case. My thoughts are with you.
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