AMBER TRILOGY-PART THREE

AMBER TRILOGY-PART THREE

It’s been hard for me to focus on the amber story but so many requests to continue have been sent to me that I decided to do a final story on this, it will be the last story that deals with this chapter in my life. For those of you that have been following this series you know the amber was sent on to a friend. I hoped that it would offer him the same sense of pleasure I had received from it. It took about three weeks for UPS to get it to him and they lost it in the process. Imagine the surprise one day when they called me and told me they had found it and would forward it on to him. It sits on his mantle today and I hope he enjoys the sun rays reflected back at him from the amber and allows him to smile. It definitely has a story of its own now to tell. Sipping my coffee this morning I thought  that without your experiences in life, you are just an empty page, a blank notebook, a missing lyric.  Amber is actually an Organic Gemstone. It is a naturally occurring hard and translucent fossilized resin found in some ancient trees, absolutely beautiful and wears many different colours from black to orange.

Beautiful amber

Beautiful amber

The friendly family that had rescued me from the bus crash took me to their small village and looked after me for the next few days. What a wonderful family! They had six children and a two room hut. They showed no resentment at all towards me for invading their small space, in fact it was just the opposite. I had some of the best meals I’ve had in my life there prepared by them. The simplicity of everything here really struck a chord with me. Each morning I would wake up and something new would hurt. I moved with caution and slept a lot. On the fourth day I began to feel almost like myself again and decided it was time to move on. The family clearly had serious intentions of adopting me and did not want to let me go. After a teary farewell and final wave I started walking away. I knew a bus would be along sooner or later.

Farewell to my Guatemalan family.

Farewell to my Guatemalan family.

It wasn’t long before I was on a bus and could relax looking out my window, I marvelled at the beauty around me. I still remember my feeling as we approached Guatemala City. To me it appeared to be New York on the horizon and the outlying region was desert and poverty. It was such a stark contrast and that’s the only comparison I could think of. I didn’t stay long in Guatemala City and soon caught another bus which took me over the border and back into Mexico. I felt as though I was back on home land.

I got off my bus at Oaxaca the explosion of colour and happy looking people appealed to me. I explored this region extensively and I still continue to correspond with friends today from this time in my life. My funniest moment here was when a local vendor asked me if I would like to try some Chapulines. I had no idea what this was but eagerly said yes. He fried them in garlic and the taste was out of this world. I didn’t find out until a couple of days later that I was eating grasshoppers. Oaxaca is also famous for its ice cream, which may just be the best in the world, the wonderful string cheese produced locally is a gourmet delight. After consuming bowls of ice cream over a three day period, I knew if I didn’t soon leave I wouldn’t be able to fit in my jeans any longer.There was  a beautiful viewpoint that I discovered and I would trek up there at night and just look at the beautiful city and endless skies. I was so at peace and in harmony with everything around me.

Oaxaca at night

Oaxaca at night

From Oaxaca I ended up in Vera Cruz which is right on the tip of the Gulf of Mexico. It was only by chance that I came across this beautiful villa by the sea. I checked in and could hardly wait to begin exploring. I was signing in to my room and the next thing I know is I have this burly Scotsman beside me who began firing questions at me. That encounter was going to be one of my most special friendships over the years which I still treasure today. He fell madly in love with me and wanted to whisk me off immediately to meet his family and friends. He was with his work entourage and they were all here for some serious relaxation. That meant Margarita’s flowed freely and you never knew what to expect next! We had a beach party on the fourth day I was there and Angus the Scotsman, can’t help it, that’s how I think of him today! Proceeded to bury me in the sand right up to my neck. He then disappeared for a few minutes and I began to panic as I couldn’t move! The next thing I know is he’s back and putting a pair of Shamrock ear rings on my ears, singing I have a lovely Irish lass, yes I’m Irish! They were beautiful and I told him I couldn’t accept them. He told me that’s why he buried me and wouldn’t dig me out until I told him I would keep the ear rings. Well I did and I still smile when I look at them and when I need a pick me up, those are the ear-rings you will see me in.

Shamrock ear rings

Shamrock ear rings

Angus was brokenhearted the morning I was packed and ready to go. He emailed me, phoned me many times in the next couple of years telling me he was still waiting for me. He would phone and sing Carraigdonnn.. “That happy day — ’twas but last May –‘Tis like a dream to me”…and sometimes he would even play the bag pipes for me. Ahhh..now that’s a true romantic. I still can’t watch P.S. I love you and not think about him especially when Gerry Butler sings I’ll love you forever.

I was on my way home and could only wonder about the reception I would receive. I guess I would soon find out if absence makes the heart grow fonder. I could hear the faint sound of bag pipes and looking back I could see Angus in the middle of the road playing for me one last time.

Copyright Es-tee Miller

“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.”

C.G. Jung

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21 Responses to AMBER TRILOGY-PART THREE

  1. Bruno says:

    What a great story Estee! Angus knew what he was going to be left without, YOU.

  2. tazzzzzzzzz says:

    This made me kind of sad Red. Very well written!

  3. Norwegian says:

    Sometimes memories are all we are allowed to have.xo

  4. le Ousieau Bleu says:

    One more of Estees adventures in life. Thanks for Sharing/

  5. Toni says:

    It is beautifully written.

  6. Sandy Pigeau says:

    what magnifigant memories that I can only dream about, you do!…thank you for sharing such treasured moments Red…xxoo

  7. JULES says:

    Beautiful Estee. You do have some wonderful memories, thank you so much for sharing this with us. I feel disappointed that this is the end of the Amber Trilogy. Jules.xo

  8. Jack says:

    I’ve been away Estee and I must say I’ve enjoyed catching up on your blog. This would have to be my favorite story you’ve done. I too am disappointed that this is the last of the amber stories. I hope your friend enjoys the warm glow that amber casts, it’s comforting. I wish you a a very happy New Year Estee and only good things to come your way this year! Jack

  9. Thanks to all of you for your wonderful comments!

  10. Leo says:

    Estee, I hope you find the direction your looking for this year. Something tells me you do not need a GPS to get you there! Keep it disconnected, alright? All the best girl. You’ve been an absolute pleasure to read in 2012 and I can only imagine what 2013 will bring. Happy New Year!

  11. chanel99 says:

    I hope you friend Joe is enjoying the amber too! We all deserve fresh, new beginnings this year. You are one of a kind. This quote is for you..”Do not wait until the conditions are perfect to begin. Beginning makes the conditions perfect”. -Alan Cohen xo Happy 2013

  12. Karin says:

    You have always put such heart into everything you do! congrats on those beautiful chains! Unbelievable! Your friendship is valued Estee and love you for sharing this heartwarming chapter in your life. It is rather sad and I too hope your friend appreciates and enjoys his beautiful stone. Time for new stories and new beginning, Happy New Year my friend. Love Karin.

  13. Dev says:

    Made it back Red. Have some catching up to do here I see. So always wondered what happened here, now I know! Great story. See you soon. Love Dev.

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