About 45 minutes ago, I was alone for the first time today. On this warm and muggy night in NY, I was pushing my creaky shopping cart to my lonely minivan. I had to get some food for my fridge. After a weekend of sun and fun, our household was in dire need of provisions.
As I pushed my cart, a car filled with laughing and chatting teen girls drove by. They were excitedly gesturing to a parked car with a few teen boys hanging out together for the night. I think some harmless, teasing exchange occurred as the girls drove off to another destination.
It has been twenty-five years since I was one of those laughing girls. Now that statement just freaked me out a bit! Where did all that time go?
I thought about all that carefree fun as I unloaded my groceries. Time has changed my body (that's for sure:), but I still feel like I could giggle with the best of them if invited to play along with the girls again!
No more time for fantasy talk. Laundry duty awaits.