Back to the Day

I honestly wouldn't choose to go back but let's just fantasize a bit ...

I'd pick those days when Greg used to do my pesky lawn chores and then sneak a kiss in the back of my parent's pick-up truck while we were on our way to some convoluted hoe-down.

I'd pick those days when Jeff used to tell me I was the prettiest woman on earth and he meant it.

I'd pick those days when Kirk fell in love with me (or I tricked him into thinking he was) and for a while, it was bliss.

I'd pick those days when the neighborhood kids ran around like maniacs. I'd climb a tree, play spin the bottle, get punched in the gut ... bring it on.

I'd pick those days when Jan and Deb decided Sheri made a good threesome. Still going strong.

I'd pick those college days. Again and again and again.

I'd pick the daughter's teenage years and the baby's young years.

I'd pick when I was courting the husband and he was courting me.

Tomorrow Hangdog goes to the "Home." All he's asked me for is some laundry and my cell phone number.

I'd pick any day except today or tomorrow.

I love you

It's a wonderful feeling and a wonderful phrase. I say it multiple times a day. One of the benefits of aging is realizing the precious gift of love.

If you're blessed, parental love is safe and comforting. If you're blessed, you still love your spouse or significant other. Friends are beloved but I'm shocked that so few people feel comfortable using the phrase. Of course, 99 percent of the population claims to love their children yet I continue to meet people who were never told this in their childhood. Other than the times my mother hangs up on me, we always say, "I love you." I say it freely and often.

Hate is the antithesis of love. Other than the husband, when I'm feeling the hate, I don't tell anyone. What's the point? It will pass.

I used to tuck the baby in at night. (Remember, the baby is 18-years old and headed off to college.) After prayers, I turned off the light and said, "I love you." His teenage sister wouldn't allow me to tuck her in but the last words she heard from me before falling asleep were the same.

There are people who go through their entire lives without hearing this phrase. It won't be anyone in my life.