I walked my only self into the store
Only I pushed the cart
I was the only one drooling over candy bars
I only had one car door to unlock
When the kids were small
I was never only
Trips to the store were epic adventures
I missed the old days tonight
As I drove home
Only one.
Being only one is not a pleasant situation as I can speak from expereience.
ReplyDeleteGreat post.
Yvonne.
these are hard days as far as the grocery store visits go--been there :)
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed this. :)
ReplyDeleteThis was a powerful compact post! Enjoy life, family, and people every day is my motto.
ReplyDeleteTrust me, Michelle. Depending on your perspective (mine), "only" would be wonderful (at least for a short time)!!
ReplyDeleteI was following a young mom out of the store, and watching her try to push the cart and keep two little guys in line, made me a smidge nostalgic! I came home to joyous greetings from my teenagers (and snores from my super tired husband!), and my son pushed the mound of dog toys next to him off the couch and said, "here's a spot for you, mom," and the niceness of having older kids was brought back to me a hundred times over!
ReplyDeleteYou can borrow mine any time! I was just thinking I needed to go to Target, am I willing to go with all 3? Hmm.....
ReplyDeleteSo few words but you almost made me cry. My children are only young but already I see them asserting their independence and I realise time is passing us by so quickly!
ReplyDeleteMine are all grown-ish, but it's still pretty rare for me to go the store alone. Whether it's for home or for work, there's usually at least one tagger-alonger, often more.
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