CAROL-LOCKS AND THE THREE DIVAS

Verily I say unto you...
Once upon a time there were three divas.

Mama Diva was the Uber-Diva.
The sun, the moon and the stars revolved around her
all the time. Sometimes, off the cuff, she would recognize
her two children and as an after-thought remark that
she loved little baby brother barry-diva
and by the way, big sister Carol too.

Big sister Carol was not allowed to be a Diva
until her sixth decade because the mama Uber Diva
was too bright and her blinding brilliance caused pain.
One could not get too close to her.
Like Icarus flying too close to the sun...

Along came Papa Diva.
He was always very occupied with all sporting events.
Much time was spent on the phone with business associates.
Minimal involvement in family life,
much time in restaurants and imbibing. Wherever he went
his diva-ness was acknowledged...far and wide...

And then there was baby brother Barry-Diva.
Due to extenuating circumstances
having to do with the Uber Mama Diva,
baby brother barry went to live with Papa Diva where he learned
that the sun, moon and stars revolved around him also.
Truly he came to be called Drama Queen.

Getting back to Carol-locks......
in her sixth decade she became a Diva too. She no longer sets
herself aside immediately to listen and 'do' for others.
Nowadays, carol locks-diva is basking in the afterglow
of her diva-ness upon seeing her eight abstract paintings
hanging in a prominent public space.
This was her dream. To have an art show.
While not exactly 'living the dream', it's a good start.

Carol Miller, 2009
written upon reuniting with ex-brother,
who exhibited diva-like behavior until
he was told there was only 1 diva and that was her !