On the way to work today, I was at a stop light and I saw the following scene take place. It looked to be taken from a movie or just from a simple cliché.
Two little girls with pink coats and matching backpacks were walking on the sidewalk.
Two houses away, I could see a woman shouting toward the girls. The tallest and I’m assuming the oldest ran to the woman and picked up a brown sack and what I could only imagine was another kiss goodbye.
The taller little girl promptly ran back to the other girl and handed the sack to her.
I rarely remember walking with my sister to school. My mom did stay home with us growing up and I can imagine my mom doing the same thing.
"Chad, you forgot your lunch."
"Thanks, Mom."Ahh – simple times when mom’s made your lunches:
Pre-bachelor days. Days where you didn’t have a car and couldn’t drive one anyway, so you walked to school.
Days when you’d get up super early on Saturday (yikes) to watch cartoons
Days when a computer didn’t exist in the house
Days when you were your own remote control
Days when you didn’t concern yourself with relationship games
Days when you actually burned all the sugar you consumed
Days when...
Now... I have a car and get to pay for it, insurance, and licensing
I get up early on Saturdays to read, write, film, and surf the net
My house currently holds three computers
I have four remote controls
Where is Ms. Right?
I sit in front of a computer all day and sometimes at night depending on what I’m working on – burning sugar is much harder
I reflect back and look forward to the future...
I wonder how many more times I will see them at that stop light.
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