Notes From The TrainRemember when shoes didn't matter
or clothes were okay being dirty at the end of the day because they were evidence of a day well spent. Remember when jewelry was a piece of string with painted macaroni and you didn't care because you thought it looked marvelous on you. Remember when responsibility was too long a word to bother knowing. When holding hands was a big step and made your heart soar. Remember when the only pain you really knew was the gash in your knee from playing too rough with the boys on the street. Remember hopscotch. Remember marbles and tops and swimming at the public pool. Remember training bras and tea sets. Remember when being in trouble usually resulted in a spanking. When the only real mistakes you made in life were coloring outside the lines. Remember when today was all that mattered and all you could think about, so much so that you wanted to do it again tomorrow.
Remember these things
But most importantly remember who you were
for who you were
is not who you are now but who you want to ultimately be
... This is my journey.
Have you ever met an amazing person? An amazing group of people? From an amazing place in the world you never thought you’d live in? Have you ever fallen in love with someone you had just met and then over several days you got to know them and you just liked them more and you wished they were your best friend or your lover or your mother or your father? Have you ever had to say goodbye to them abruptly? Have you ever had to leave them in the middle of something? Have they ever been torn away from you? Snatched just like that? Forever? Have you ever cried because you knew that it was the end and that the way they were at that point in time was the way they’d be forever?
This is how I feel every time I get to the last page of a book. It’s heartbreaking.
© 2011 Megan Lucas
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