The text for today was Mary going to visit Elizabeth and it made me think of a couple of things I wrote a while back. The first is excerpts from a series of letters that Mary might have written, the second is a "monologue fragment" inspired by the Annunciation.
Letters:
Mom & Dad
I can't explain why, but I'm going to stay with Elizabeth....
I don't know for how long....
I love you.
XXXOOOXXX
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Elizabeth loves having me here, I am going to stay 'til she has her baby.
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I have something to tell you...
But it's okay because...
I just don't know what to say to Joseph.
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I hate to leave here just before Elizabeth has her baby, but I have to see Joseph face to face.
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Elizabeth,
I know that he is beautiful. And I'm glad to hear that Z can talk again!
Joseph is so good. I should have had more faith in him. And in God!
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I hate the idea of so long a trip when I am so pregnant. I'm huge! And so uncomfortable!
I just don't know how I'll make it to Bethlehem.
Monologue Fragment:
Where's my Angel? We were reading about the Annunciation the other day and that's what I wanna know: where's my Angel? Where's the person to tell me that I'm favored of God? Where's the person to tell me that I matter? To call me, "Jennifer Samuels, favored of God." It said in the story that Mary was perplexed. I know I would be if someone came and talked to me like that, but no one ever does and no one ever will.
I just wanna be special to someone or at least have someone tell me that I'm not invisible. I mean, that was the only reason I did it with Mark. So I would be special to him, so I could be more than just the plain girl in the third row. But now he never talks to me anymore, he'll hardly even look at me.
I used to dream so much, "Jennifer Samuels, head cheerleader," or, "Jennifer Samuels, homecoming queen." But now none of that will ever be, I'll just be, " Jennifer Samuels, high school dropout," and, "Jennifer Samuels, teenage mother."
Mary got her Angel, where's mine?
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