Tuesday, October 7, 2008

How to Heal a Heart

DISCLAIMER: This story is written purely for enjoyment, it will have adult language/angst/sexual situations but none of it is meant in anyway to be disrespectful to the real people in this story. Just make believe.
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Chapter 1

Mika Jamison was 35yrs old and broken. She had long brown naturally curly hair, an average body for a woman in her mid thirties, and brown eyes that normally smiled for everyone but now they had a haunted glow to them. She sat looking at her mom’s financial adviser who was explaining to her how much she was inheriting. This couldn’t be real. This couldn’t be happening; her only parent was not dead. She handled her dad dying when she was only 4. OK, that wasn’t fair but she couldn’t lose her mom at 35. Life sucks. This can’t be real, this can not be happening. Her mother wasn’t supposed to die, not until she was 150 that was the rule.

“Mika I know this is hard for you. Your mom told me you weren’t going to accept her death. No matter when it happened. But sweetie, she didn’t suffer, that car accident was quick. She would want you to move on with your life. She left you this so that you could pay off your house and find what you wanted in your life.” Mary, her mom's long time friend offered.

“Mary thank you, I know you mean well but you see we made a deal. She wasn’t supposed to die til she was 150 and she broke the rules. What am I supposed to do without my best friend?”

Mary came around her desk and gave Mika a hug. She’d then sign the papers that allow the transfer of stocks and bonds to her and over a million dollars. How in the hell Mika’s mother ever managed to save that much money in her life was beyond her.

Mika spent the next 3 weeks in Michigan, cleaning out her mothers house, shipping what she wanted to keep back to her own house and giving the rest to family and friends and the local goodwill agencies. Mika couldn’t really cry for that time. She kind of turned her emotions off so she could get through it without breaking down. She immediately put her childhood home on the market, for well under fair market value because there was no way she could ever live there. It was no longer home. When her mom died that town and that house stopped being her home. She didn’t really have one now. Sure Mika owned her own house but home was always where mom was and now…now that was gone. The house was cleaned out and was sold quickly, a young couple who just transferred to the local hospital bought it, Mika’s realtor negotiated a better offer than what the asking price was and Mika signed off on it. Obviously the realtor wanted a commission, who was Mika to begrudge her that she just wanted out of town. All financial items were settled she took a ride out to her mom and dad’s graves, said goodbye and told them to be happy together and drove to her house in Wisconsin.

It took Mika all of the 3 hour trip to her house to realize she couldn’t do it. She could not to back to work in Sales like it actually mattered. She didn’t care anymore, she didn’t want to be responsible and play by societies ‘accepted’ standards anymore. She just couldn’t see her self waking up and going to her 8-5 job. Nothing was normal in her life now, she didn’t need the money anymore. Oddly enough she’d willingly sell her truck and her house and everything she owned for 1 more day with her mom but that wasn’t going to happen. Finally she hit the 5 minute mark before she hit her city and one of her favorite songs came on her ipod and she just knew what she was going to do.
Maybe we're different, but we're still the same We all got the blood of Eden, running through our veins I know sometimes it's hard for you to see You come between just who you are and who you wanna be If you feel alone, and lost and need a friend Remember every new beginning, is some beginning's end [Chorus] Welcome to wherever you are This is your life, you made it this far Welcome, you gotta believe That right here right now, you're exactly where you're supposed to be Welcome, to wherever you are When everybody's in, and you're left out And you feel your drowning, in a shadow of a doubt Everyone’s a miracle in their own way Just listen to yourself, not what other people say When it seems you're lost, alone and feeling down Remember everybody's different Just take a look around [Chorus] Be who you want to, be who you are Everyone’s a hero, everyone’s a star When you wanna give up, and your hearts about to break Remember that you're perfect, God makes no mistakes

She was going to do what she told her college counselor she wanted to do at the age of 18, she was going to work for Bon Jovi. Maybe not manage them she didn’t want that kind of responsibility right now but she would be on the Lost Highway tour, as a roadie, she knew then and there that is what it would take to heal her. Bon Jovi has always been something that felt like home, this had to help, it just had to.