When I was little, my mother said that I could pick a trip to anywhere and when I turned 13, she'd take me. My grandma used to tell me stories all the time about when she'd go on dates in the city with boys. They were my favorite stories and she would scratch my back and tell me about all the fun places she went while I fell asleep.
So I told my mother I wanted her to take me to Serendipity. She was smart - to ask when I was too young to think of asking for Paris or Los Angeles or someplace. All I wanted was a train ride away. An afternoon. Obviously we never got to 13, and I've never gone there.
To be honest, I kind of didn't want to go if I couldn't go with my mother. But I was like, angry at the place. For existing when she didn't. It somehow wasn't fair.
So it makes me feel a little better to find out today that Serendipity got in big trouble and was like all shut down for having rats and cockroaches and stuff. Like that makes it a little more fair in some way.
Don't worry - I know I'm retarded.
2 comments:
if it makes you feel even better, i don't think it's retarded at all. i felt like this about many things i would have liked to to with my mom and didn't have the chance to do before she died.
sorry about your fire family dinner. i hope you can do something fun anyway. at least there will be more dinners to come, when i read your headline on my feed reader at first i feared it was cancelled altogether.
"To be honest, I kind of didn't want to go if I couldn't go with my mother. But I was like, angry at the place. For existing when she didn't. It somehow wasn't fair."
Love your honesty. Works for me every time :) Hinsley
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