Friday, May 22, 2009

Friday Happiness

I'm in my kitchen, late afternoon, assembling the elements of another neighborhood Thursday night dinner. My youngest girls-10,11, and 4-are in bathing suits in the back yard, spraying each other and everything else with the garden hose, while they play an iPod on the smallest but loudest speakers.

The words of an absurd post-modern teen-angst love song come out of this small piece of plastic, blare over the sounds of their happy screams, and I am swept along with everything-the song, the squealing, the spraying-and I find myself welling up and choking down the most ridiculous tears I've cried in months.

It is something in between the fact that they sing along with such fierce, ignorant compassion, and the fact that I understand (more than they do) the appeal of the song, that makes me lose it.

Later on, I get up from the melee that is dinner with three or four families, and begin to straighten up the kitchen. And then stop. Walk back out, and sit down again with everyone. Pour a fresh glass of wine.


Even later, I walk out to the park with grown-ups who are setting up a game for the kids, in the dark. I look back up our driveway to see, backlit by the porch light, some girls in ballet tutus, some girls in bathing suits, still (again?), boys and girls with hockey sticks or flashlights, hear laughter and shouting.


In the end, when it was past time to go home, and the kids ended up having more fun playing than we did (a toss up, earlier), and still, we all sat there, young and old, listening to a story we had never heard before...well. I don't think things get any better than that.


I am forty two, and I am in love.

With kids, and neighbors, and Spring trees, and summery foods, and letting go, and digging in, and tasting, and laughing and crying, and saying yes, and breaking down, and sucking up, and pushing forward, and growing your own, and making from scratch, and playing games, and finding our way.

If I can do it. You can too.

Enjoy the weekend. Thanks for reading.
ps::and with you, too, sweetie.

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Blogger Jane said...

What a wonderful post! Have a happy weekend!

May 22, 2009 3:49 PM  
Blogger Char said...

what a wonderful and marvelous read - it reminded me of being those children splashing and laughing after dark and watching my mother at the kitchen window.

May 22, 2009 4:06 PM  
Blogger julochka said...

that was a beautiful post. and now i know we're exactly the same age. i thought you were younger than me for some reason. but i think it's cool

happy weekend to you...

May 22, 2009 5:18 PM  
Anonymous emily said...

that is such a beautiful sentiment - being in love with life in that way. a beautiful sentiment, and a beautiful reality. thank you for those reminders - to sit down and pour another glass of wine instead of tidying up during the party, especially.

May 24, 2009 1:39 PM  

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