and again.
we sat there, uninhibited by anything.
no shoes, no bras, no worries
just laughter and smiles and ice cream and a light summer drizzle that was really more refreshing than wetting. we laughed at everything and pretended that the piles of rocks behind us were diamonds and opals and rubies and more valuable than anything we had ever seen. and we were sitting on them.
and then she had to go to work and i to do laundry, back to our growing up lives. back to yelling and complicated tears and new situations that you're not entirely sure you want to be in.
but you know what? it's alright. i'm alright. she's alright. the two don't have to be seperate. we can have our five-year-old moments while trying to wade through our almost-adult problems. because ignoring isn't the same thing as knowing, and still looking above.
i wrote that about me and mia two summers ago, sitting in the exon parking lot by my house eating ice cream. i miss not feeling so ridiculously old.
but i still like holding her hand and making pretty clothes. i remember being obsessed with glitter and ribbons and playing pretend but i still really like life right now. and i always have been in love with mia.
no shoes, no bras, no worries
just laughter and smiles and ice cream and a light summer drizzle that was really more refreshing than wetting. we laughed at everything and pretended that the piles of rocks behind us were diamonds and opals and rubies and more valuable than anything we had ever seen. and we were sitting on them.
and then she had to go to work and i to do laundry, back to our growing up lives. back to yelling and complicated tears and new situations that you're not entirely sure you want to be in.
but you know what? it's alright. i'm alright. she's alright. the two don't have to be seperate. we can have our five-year-old moments while trying to wade through our almost-adult problems. because ignoring isn't the same thing as knowing, and still looking above.
i wrote that about me and mia two summers ago, sitting in the exon parking lot by my house eating ice cream. i miss not feeling so ridiculously old.
but i still like holding her hand and making pretty clothes. i remember being obsessed with glitter and ribbons and playing pretend but i still really like life right now. and i always have been in love with mia.
posted by Ashley at
8:33 PM
1 Comments:
After all the times I've read that on that old blog, I never really caught the last sentence, and how very wonderful it is. Oh, you make me so very happy. =) Isn't it a wonderful feeling to look back and not feel embarassed or deeply amused but actually appreciative? That whole "Dang I was awesome" thing rocks. I heart you. =)
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