Monday, February 28, 2022

Dani Fran the Tiny Camper

I wake with a start 

Had I dreamt it?

No!

My stomach twists with anxiety

I know she is gone

I snatch the curtain open


My mind will not accept what I am seeing

Rather, not seeing

Dani Fran!

Where are you?

Wait. What?

You’re gone

Ears whirring

A guttural NOOOOO escapes my throat!


My heart aches 

Fear and sorrow bubble up

Adrenaline is pumping

WHAT DO I DO?


I quickly get dressed  

What do I do now? 


PACK!

I shove everything into bags

Why are you packing?

CALL 911 ALREADY!!


Just the facts about Dani Fran and we’ll send someone out 

6 hours later


The crimesite hotel manager is not sufficiently concerned with what has happened to Dani Fran in my opinion


I meet supportive and caring cashiers and front desk staff on my way home though

Officer is very nice, but not hopeful 

Predicted Dani Fran is probably headed for the border with my winter wardrobe 


Dani Fran and I checked off a few bucket list items 

She was my Talisman 

Encouraged me to get out of my comfort zone 


GONE my entire winter wardrobe

GONE my two favorite pairs of boots 

GONE a dozen lovingly chosen winter scarves 

GONE my favorite sweat pants and my new forest green youtuber Hoodie 

GONE the perfect snow pants and my favorite flannel shirt

POOF!


Keep it together girl

Long assed drive of deafening silence 

Tucson to New Orleans

Like a movie scene in my mind

What could I have done differently?


Reach out to my facebook community for support

It is in very short supply

I guess some of my followers are not my friends

Not the kind I want anyway

Guess it’s time to have a social media house cleaning 


Trembling with nerves and emotion

Tears want to flow

Try to flow

Bitch-slapped them back down 

Feelz later

My heart is heavy

My Dani Fran is gone