Saturday, October 1, 2005

Riding on the Winds

He turned to her. They were to be wed.He was so happy; so grateful that he had lived through all of the trials in his life to make it to this point. This was a Sioux Native American wedding...she had a lovely long wedding dress with fringe , made out of suede...with a beautiful necklace with feathers and with a crytsal...He had a thick suede leather jacket and long trousers...He was looking at her softly so she gently smiled and placed her hand on his chest quietly.....looking up at him too...


The tribe had let him in, even though he was not Native American. He had grown up near teh tribe and he had learned many good wise thigns to live by, thaks to the tribe and to his foster mother ,who had friends there.


The Native American medicine man gently  asked them what their intentions were...


They predged to each other a life of admiration, of loyalty and love.


They were married outside in the clean sage air...


He said that he gave his life for her life, that he would be true until she died. She said the same.he began dreaming about how wonderful life was now... he could almost forget the terrible time he had when his former birth parents locked him up and denied him food...His foster mother was gazing at him and his foster father.. so much pride and happiness streamed through their eyes for him...They had rescued him . His birth parents had abadonned him for extensive periods of time; without much food left in the house to eat, and very little to drink...he rememberd that sometimes .They had locked him in the closet for a day at a time and he had felt so bad.. bad that he  had even existed......because if he had been a good person and worthy of respect, why had they abandonned him?This self doubt gave him much pain and sadness.


His foster parents had given him  a loving caring home...His foster mom was a world famous author and yet she always had time for him, she always took an interest in his work and is studies.His foster father always took time to play football and baseball with him as a child.After college, he had taken an interest in learning the art of European metal work; including making old fashioned knives and he was good at it.  And then he had met this enchating lovely woman who would now be his....two miracles for one man.... he sighed,,was he worth it?...


Could he make her truly happy?


He kissed her hand and her forhead and he dreamed for he first time of being with her in their own bed and in their own house...he smiled and she smiled back at him, and he almost forgot where there were...


His friends called out to them: " A re you ready to go?"


He smiled back at them......People were shuffling them out to the car and throwing birdseed on them for fertility....He tenderly picked her up and gently lifted her into the car...he was so blessed....


 

7 comments:

joolsinwa said...

nice! funny you would be writting a story , I am too , I just started, only one entry so far.
~Julie
http://journals.aol.com/joolsinwa/LoveinOklahoma

sugar1337 said...

I bet a native american wedding would be lovely.

princesssaurora said...

Wonderful story...you are so talented!

Be well,
Dawn

sunnyside46 said...

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ondinemonet said...

Natalie :)

I enjoyed this very much. You are very talented my dear one!

Always, carly :)

dreamingbrwneyes said...

This is lovely! We all deserve to be loved and blessed in such a way. I wonder where you get your inspiration from? Great job Nat!

nyboots said...

What a beautiful story..sounds like a good idea for a book actually!!!
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