With the sun high in the sky and the birds all singing their
little songs I thought to myself, why stay inside all day and do absolutely
nothing when I can go the pool. I can swim, read and tan. I can look at the
men, if there were any. I can steal free food from the clubhouse and not make
dinner for myself.
I put on my bathing suit and left the apartment at one
sharp. I was sunburned, tired and hungry at two sharp. But, for that little
hour I didn’t read. I didn’t tan. And I didn’t go swimming, because every human
being who has an apartment at Whisper Lakes was at this pool. Kids were rampant
and shouting. Teenage college boys were diving into the pool and the woman
never stopped talking.
As I looked around, afraid this will be my life when I have
kids (LOL), I focused on one family in particular. A husband, his wife and
their two kids, a boy and girl. The girl was older, she didn’t need those
stupid flotie things, and the boy was about five. It looked like she was in
total control over her whole family. She commanded her father to bring her her
water goggles. She demanded that her mother get in the water or she “Won’t go
to dinner with you guys.” and she pouted her lips and started stomping her feet.
Yeah cause that’s scary. But, as I watched the parents run
around like chickens without heads, I wondered why are we always willing to do
stuff for our kids but not ourselves?
I bet every parent is like that, including my own mother. Whenever
she calls the first thing she says, “How are you doing? Do you need anything?” I
guess it was worse when I was child, always on her hands and knees, willing to
bend over backwards for anything my sister or I needed.
Is it just a simple “You’re my baby and you always will be.”
Or is it because they know, that someday, we’ll pay it back?
My mom knows that I will. I just need to get to Hollywood. Sell
something other than my body and we’ll be driving down that highway in a
convertible with no clue where we’re going.
Love ya, Mom.
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