Oh So Sweet

My childhood was all about endless summers of eating only oranges and drinking from faucets, of sitting in the bed of trucks, flap down and feet hanging, of mud and laughter and forgetting when the day ends and begins.  That's what life was life, growing up on the ranch.  We had each other, and that was enough.  We had make believe castles and ponds and broken bits of glass that became swords and coins and all sorts of lovely things.  

Time has changed those things.  Our lenses have changed.  I no longer see the leaning shack on the hill as the greatest place in the world.  The broken glass gets tossed aside.  Mud is washed away, instead of worn like a badge.  We are older now, not the same children who knew the secrets of the dusk, who could bounce on the trampoline until our legs gave out, weary and tingling.  We are parents, we are spouses, we are grown.  And gr'ups find over-and-under-tag a little too exhausting to play on forever.

I think about those days and wish I could go back, turn the sands of time so I could be young and free again.  I was so worried about growing up fast, so worried about being something that I forgot to savor the seconds on the clock.  Now as my little boy learns the glamour of the orange groves and the sweetness of summer tea, I have the chance to enjoy it all again, to submerge myself in the beauty and joy I once had.  Children are extensions of ourselves, they're an opportunity to remember and relish the ease of laughter.  He'll grow up here, too.  He'll know what it's like to feel the scratch of hay on his arms, to pick flowers on a hill side, to peel an orange still warm from the sun and taste it, oh so sweet.





For the love of prompts, I decided to join in with Concrete Words with word "Truck" as our inspiration.  Delving into the memories of childhood was really fun and refreshing.  I hope you enjoyed it as well!  Thanks Brie for sending me this link up!

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  1. Hi Megan, so very nice to meet you. This: "Now as my little boy learns the glamour of the orange groves and the sweetness of summer tea, I have the chance to enjoy it all again, to submerge myself in the beauty and joy I once had." This is what life is about, my friend. Thank you for linking up with us! I hope you'll be able to join us in writing on "the Moon" on Monday!

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    1. I hope so too! Thank you for commenting :)

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  2. This reminds me of my childhood. I didn't grow up on a ranch like you, but it was way out in the country and I was surrounded only by family. All us cousins played outside until it was dark, and we had the best time. I'm so grateful that I get to raise my child similar to how I was raised (and my husband too!), out in the country. ( :

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