Once upon a time there was a little girl who loved to explore the flora and fauna of the hills. She watched "Happy Days" and "Laverne and Shirley" on TV and played "slap jack" with her grandma.
Then one day she woke up and she was sixteen and in high school. She loved to sing and read and write and was determined that she would never get married.
Then one day she woke up and was twenty and married. She loved movies and her new husband and wasn't sure if she wanted to have children.
Then one day she woke up and had a baby. She loved him more than she thought possible and was determined to be a good mommy.
Then one day she woke up and had two babies. And she loved that one just as much as the first one.
Then one day she woke up and those babies were going to school and reading and wanting cell phones. She loved to be read to and was determined that no eight year old boy needed a cell phone.
Then one day she woke up and she had another baby--a sweet, beautiful little girl. She fell in love again and knew that this little girl was sent from above.
Then today she woke up and looked around and wasn't quite sure when all this had happened. Just when did that little girl who loved to watch tadpoles and look for four leaf clovers become this woman with a husband and three children and a sink full of dirty dishes? And she wondered who she will be tomorrow.
2 comments:
I love this, Jen. I wonder, too, when "all this" happened. That whole thing about life being a vapor makes a lot more sense the older I get!
And tomorrow when you wake up, you will still be someone wonderful. (But possibly with more gray hair. I seem to find a few more on my head every day.)
did you wake up today and get a call that you have been voted in as next president? i heard there was a grassroots movement to get you in.
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