I'm a girl, not a band!!!
I know. It's been awhile. And it's because stuff has been
happening, though it's not all that exciting. Here'goes...
As most of you know, I have a younger brother who's in
high school. He happens to attend the school I attended
and is doing all those high school things that people tend
to do. Such as Homecoming. He's in the marching band and I
went to the parade on Friday to support him. But as I
stood there watching the people and the festivities and
such I was overcome with a debilitating feeling of
Everyone was so young, with such futures before them and I
was envious. I was upset because I didn't take advantage
of that time when I had it. That easy, carefree, live and
let live feeling.
Then this evening I helped my bro get dressed and all
snazzed up for the actual dance at Hard Rock. My mom and I
went to dinner at a Universal Studios restaurant after we
dropped them off, and there were kids all over the places
dressed to the nines looking gorgeous and fabulous and
beautiful. And that oldness reared up again.
But around 10:30 I was exausted and ready to come home.
There were still people pouring into the venue ready for a
night out. And I was on my way home.
When you look back, there are always things that you
notice after the fact. And I know this. But would I do it
all over again if I had the chance to?
This I do not know.