dear old tv
i'm sad.
last summer you became a fixture in my room.
i placed you in the new black armoire. you fit perfectly.
cable was hooked up. the remote was programmed. even the dvd player went perfectly by your side.
many nights we spent. i was nestled snug-ly with my three to four soft, fluffy white cased pillows. you were bright and as loud or as quiet as i needed. sometimes i was alone with you. most times not though. either chris was there by my side, or one to four children on top of or next to me, watching you. celebrity rehab. american idol. cash cab. spongebob. (just to name a few.) movies old and new. late nights with david (letterman) and chris (of course.) sometimes i even let chris change you to some sports channel.
usually you lulled me to sleep. at times i found it difficult to close my eyes and rest without you in the background rubbing my back (so to say) until i drifted off. when chris was gone you were there to give me a false sense of security from the boogy man hiding somewhere unknown.
a couple of weeks ago, you started shutting down all by yourself. when we turned you on, you turned off. just a small white line appearing across the blank screen.
and then blackness.
nothing.
you are broken.
just yesterday i went and opened the closed doors to your screen. i pushed the small, silver, square button, hoping maybe after i had given you a much needed slumber, you would have renewed your energy.
still nothing.
but i have been getting lots of reading done. that's good.
and my bedspread is always clean. no more dirty children climbing atop to watch you.
i still miss you though.
(sad but true.)
that's all.
xoxo
jayne
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