Hidden Reality
Sharon’s life distractedly fading right before her eyes, A New Year, A new millennium, the year 2000 but things were off to a slow start. Sharon didn’t feel the same. Her life had reached a turning point, Sharon 36, had never married, no children, attractive, and with a college degree. It all seemed pointless as far as Sharon was concerned, because life meant nothing to her if you had no one to share it with? The men Sharon attracted had little or nothing to offer her. Most of the women Sharon’s age had relationships with drug dealers, hustlers or just down-and-out unemployed brothers. Sharon wanted a meaningful relationship with someone whom she could share her future.
The only man who came close to Sharon’s expectations had moved to Atlanta. Even though he wanted her to come be with him there, Sharon refused. Being an only child, she didn’t want to live that far from her parents. Sharon’s friends and co-workers suggested that she broaden her horizons and date outside her race. Even though Sharon being of black and white ethnic descent, felt more comfortable dating black men. She had been raised in a predominately black environment and felt more comfortable around black people.
Every woman’s dream is to have a family and a good man to share that with, but in Sharon’s case that wasn’t happening fast enough. She wanted things the way she wanted them. And if it wasn’t that way, she didn’t want to have anything to do with it. Friday night, and as usual Sharon phoned her best friend Tina to chitchat about the going-on’s of the week. Now Tina had a loving husband with two children. Sharon wanted the same for herself. Tina and Sharon were as close or even closer than most sisters.
As Tina picked up the receiver, Sharon asked, “Hey girl, what’s up?”
“Nothing but my kids driving me crazy. But other than that I’m fine. What’s up with you?”
“Well my job is having their formal winter party tomorrow in San Francisco at the St. Francis Hotel. The entire Northern California region will get together to celebrate the success of the company and to show their appreciation. They’ve going to wine, dine, and treat us pretty special for an evening.”
“That sounds like fun. Are you going?”
“I haven’t decided yet.” Sharon sounded less than enthusiastic.
“There may be some cute guys there, girl!” Tina trying to sound encouraging, which could be a tough job with someone as stubborn as Sharon when she didn’t want to do something.
“I don’t know; most likely it will be boring,” replied Sharon in a deflated tone.
“Sharon, you need to get out because you will never meet anyone with that kind of attitude. And please do me a favor.”
"What?”
“Stop being so negative about things.” “I might go . . . I don’t know. Tina, tell the kids that I will be by to see them soon.”
Sharon loved Tina’s children as if they were hers; it kept her dreams of some day having children of her own.
“Okay I will, but you go out and have a good time for me and I want to hear all about the fun you had tomorrow.”