Lurleeta's Dream
I've decided to take the day off. Featured today are the musings of Steph, my wife, and the beginning of a story about a young woman's dream. Will this dream come true? I think we can all connect and find a little Lurleeta in ourselves.
As she stood in among the lilies in the garden, Lurleeta contemplated Leland’s last comment.
“But I don’t understand why you think it would be so hard for me to get ahead – the neighbors all say I have a lovely voice,” she said.
“I’m not saying you’re a bad singer, dear, I’m just saying that I’m not sure the country music world is ready for someone of our stature.”
Lurleeta’s stature was a statuesque 18” tall. Even though the other yard gnomes considered her one of the prettiest in the neighborhood, Leland was not convinced that she could make it amongst the full-grown human women in a land where a woman’s beauty and figure could instantly deem her a star.
Lurleeta pouted. She knew her standard gingham square dancing dress wasn’t the fanciest outfit in Nashville, but it had character. Just like Lurleeta.
As she stood in among the lilies in the garden, Lurleeta contemplated Leland’s last comment.
“But I don’t understand why you think it would be so hard for me to get ahead – the neighbors all say I have a lovely voice,” she said.
“I’m not saying you’re a bad singer, dear, I’m just saying that I’m not sure the country music world is ready for someone of our stature.”
Lurleeta’s stature was a statuesque 18” tall. Even though the other yard gnomes considered her one of the prettiest in the neighborhood, Leland was not convinced that she could make it amongst the full-grown human women in a land where a woman’s beauty and figure could instantly deem her a star.
Lurleeta pouted. She knew her standard gingham square dancing dress wasn’t the fanciest outfit in Nashville, but it had character. Just like Lurleeta.
Comments