When we were kids we played tons of games. we had neighborhood baseball teams (no coach just kids), played soccer, bike races, you name it. When something was too close to call, we simply called for a "do-over." Or sometimes someone wasn't quite ready and called a do over. You couldn't abuse it or you were ignored. But most of us chose wisely and saved it for a really important moment.
I'd like to call a do-over.
Now lest you think I'm a whiner I'd like to say this is the first "do over" call in 18 years. For the record I have embraced every milestone, every accomplishment, every new school, new teacher, new friend.
But I'm just not ready to let go.
So I'd like a do over. Not the whole 18 years. Just the last one. That senior year was awesome.
So God, I'm calling a Do-over. Please?
4 comments:
Well, you're a bigger woman than I am, cuz I want the whole 18 years to do over! I know Stud won't even be 17 until November, but the year before he was born was pretty awesome. I LOVED being pregnant. I want it ALL as a do over!! I'm greedy that way. ;-)
But if you get your do-over you'll miss out on THIS year--and with cell phones, FB and visits, you'll feel like you're right there with them (almost).
Oh, that's tough. Cherish the memories, but know there are more around the bend!
you know...i've been thinking about this whole 'do over' idea and while, at first i was like "yeah! that's a great idea", i think i'll pass...i'd be afraid that when i did-it-over, things might be different..and while the bad crap that happened, I would definitely like something different, the good stuff might be gone forever.
no...not me....i'm looking forward to the new stuff!!
(^-^)
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