About two weeks ago a tragedy happened. My beloved hoop (after mistakenly being treated like a cup of coffee and forgotten on the roof of a truck) went flying into rush-hour traffic. Luckily no one was hurt when the teal and white flying saucer landed in the middle of one of the most popular roads in town, but my boyfriend, who was the forgetful culprit, risked his life to rescue my favorite hoop. He and the hoop made it back to the truck safely but I believe he learned a few new words during the trip into traffic.
I was not actually in the truck during the hoop-traffic accident, I was at home. Here's how he broke the news to me:
"Honey, I know you're going to be mad, but please know that I'm really, really sorry and no one got hurt."
I had one of those heart-stopping, super worried moments inside and thought to myself, "Oh my goodness, this is serious...what happened
He continued, "Your favorite hoop got run over several times in traffic. The remains of it are in the truck. I'm sorry."
Of course I couldn't be mad, I was so worried after the "no one got hurt" statement that when I heard it was my hoop, I was relieved.
But as time went by, I was sad. Someone did get hurt...my favorite hoop.
I grieved for a few days and finally decided to make a new hoop (and believe me, it's beautiful...a silver, elegant, mesmerizing hoop). Eventually, the curiosity got to me and I asked if I could go see my old hoop.
When I opened up the truck, I found my beloved hoop...covered in tire tracks but still in one piece and still circle shaped. Taking it out of the truck, I felt it. Where it had been run over, it was no longer nice round tubing, it was now a little flatter. I put it around me and gave it a spin...
It worked! Just like old times.
I put away my fancy, beautiful, new hoop and returned to using my old, tire-track decorated, favorite hoop. And believe it or not, the flattened parts reshaped themselves after being hooped in the sun a few times. :)
My hoop has become a "real hoop"...it comes to life every time I use it. :)