Lorelei Kay

Inexplicable Trish

I wanted to be like Trish.

Trish had it all together.

Trish never lost things.

I was always losing my keys. 

“It’s easy to keep track of your

keys,” Trish explained.

“Just do what I do. When

I get home, I hang them 

on the hook by the door.”

Why can’t I be like Trish?

Her house was immaculate.

“It’s not that hard to keep 

a spotless home,” Trish said.

“Just do this like I do:  Put 

everything away as soon as 

you’re through using it.’

Why can’t I be like Trish? 

Trish’s marriage was perfect— 

her husband faithful and true,

with her at church each Sunday.

Why can’t my marriage be like Trish’s?

Even after her husband’s heart attack,

Trish showed great personal strength. 

Everyone admired Trish.

I wanted to be like Trish

—up until the day Trish pulled her car

to the side of the 405 freeway

and stepped inexplicably into traffic.