Friday, August 18, 2006

to be young again

Today, I was driving in Boston- it was a clear summer day, tons of sailboats out on the Charles River and I kept passing college age couples walking along the river. And for that moment I wished I one of them, not middle aged mom, attempting to keep the viva burrito from getting all over my clothes while enduring a chorus of shrieking from the back seat, as I navigated serious construction traffic and explained to smart son why eating salsa in the car isn’t wise. It was a blissful summer afternoon inviting you to soak in all the vibrance of the city: the views, the trees, the breeze, the sparkling water. Sadly, it was an invitation I had to decline, I just couldn’t spend another 20$ to park and stroll aimlessly with my tired troops. I think Boston is a great city, everytime I am there I just want to get out and walk. To walk without worrying about time, without a specific destination, to hang out in the freedom of youth- free from schlepping and potty breaks, free diaper bags and snacks- something you never truly appreciate until it is gone. I adore my life and my boys – but you get nostalgic for those good old summer afternoons-to be young and in love.

5 comments:

Stephanie said...

I think I miss the long conversations with no interruptions the most. Oh, and the nights before children when we would lie there in bed and just pillow talk instead of falling asleep as soon as we hit the pillows the way we do now.

Sabra said...

what Stephanie said. I miss the talking. And the sleeping. You can never go back, so they say. sigh.

Valarie said...

yeah, the sleeping and talking were great, but I miss not actually having to fix a meal if I didn't feel like it. or being able to go out on a moment's notice and without regard to children's menus and high chairs.

Zoe said...

Oh, I totally understand!!!! Sometimes, it will be a song on the radio that takes me back! I am sooo sentimental too. I think that having my third baby is bittersweet as I realize that I am moving further away from the life I once knew and closer to the life I once only dreamt of! Oh, the irony.

Amy said...

Great post!! I was thinking of that the other day at our family gathering for my bro's bday. My sis only has a 10mo old. She's always complaining how much stuff it takes to leave the house with a baby--I just roll my eyes at her try a 4yo 3yo, 21mo old and being 34wks pg with #4 then tell me about all the paraphinalia you need.