snow day
my little brother started dating this girl. i met her for the first time last week. both her and my brother are 17. i asked her if she thought i was old. yes, she says.
i got a kick out of it. i dont think im old. never have and hope i never will think it. someone once said, and i like to hold it as my own quote:
"you're not old until your dreams are replaced by regrets."
im still a dreamer. but today, on this fine snow day, im saddened. i had to come to work. i get no break. there are no excuses to not work unless im sick. but i rarely get sick. i just keep accruing sick time. (i think im up to 160 hours or something crazy.)
meanwhile kids are out in full force, playing the snow, building forts, having fights, sledding, ice skating and beyond. im nostalgic, wishing i was 9 again. i remember playing in the snow all day and coming inside and my mom having to cut my jeans off me cause they were frozen solid around my tiny legs.
those were the days.
the most i will get to do is shovel my driveway.
and look forward to the day that i might have kids whom i can live vicariously through...
3 comments:
Yes! As I drove to my recording destination last night, I saw a group of "kids" (more likely teenagers) walking in a group with sleds in hand. I wanted so badly to not be rushing to my next "appointment," but rather be headed to a sledding hill myself. :(
This also makes me think of my teenage musicians at church, and the whining that occurs as summer break comes to an end. I want to (teasingly) scream, "Just be glad you HAVE a summer break. They're only temporary!" Oh, to be a kid again. :)
This is definitely a reason to take a job in EDUCATION. Happily, I did! Snow days are still snow days for me...
See, not only do you get to live vicariously through them, but you get to play WITH them and act ridiculous all over again. It's great! :)
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