PLAGIARIZED

photo courtesy of Stephanie Klein

It’s true. Stephanie Klein stole my book ending. Can you imagine such a thing? Her struggles, her disappointments, her sublimation, her search for a publisher, and her search for a soul mate have all come to an end. She’s found herself. She’s happy. The end.

OK, I need to rewrite my ending anyway because my life’s not exactly working out as hers is. And I’m genuinely happy for her. I can’t believe she’s actually getting married in less than a month. I’m sure the guest list for the wedding must be a mile long. I’ve been wondering if I might receive something exciting in the mail. I know realize I won’t and part of me is disappointed. Oh sure, I understand my place in her life. I feel fortunate just to know her and have had a chance to meet her. But what I’ll miss is the witnessing of pure joy and a culmination of what I’ve been reading about in her life for the past two years. It’s one thing to read about it and view pictures, but there’s no substitute for that raw emotion of seeing the look of love in Stephanie and Phil’s eyes. Greek and Suitor as they’re perhaps better known in the blogosphere.

To both of you, as Voltaire once said, I wish you “the best of all possible worlds.” I’ll be there in spirit.