The Accidental Has-Been
More than a decade ago, I had a really fun summer job that involved attending black-tie events with celebrities.
Now, on a good day, I get to attend the shower.
A little less than a decade ago, I stood in bright, shiny collegiate graduation gear while members of an esteemed committee taught me a secret handshake.
Within the past few weeks, one of my sons quickly squatted in the bathtub, grunted, and then handed--yes, HANDED--me a solid, perfectly-formed turd. "Rock," he pronounced.
Lines are forming around my eyes almost as quickly as Italian vocabulary words are fleeing my brain.
Am I a shell of my former self, or am I something new entirely?
Which way is really "it"?
Now, on a good day, I get to attend the shower.
A little less than a decade ago, I stood in bright, shiny collegiate graduation gear while members of an esteemed committee taught me a secret handshake.
Within the past few weeks, one of my sons quickly squatted in the bathtub, grunted, and then handed--yes, HANDED--me a solid, perfectly-formed turd. "Rock," he pronounced.
Lines are forming around my eyes almost as quickly as Italian vocabulary words are fleeing my brain.
Am I a shell of my former self, or am I something new entirely?
Which way is really "it"?
Copyright 2005-2010 by Arabella and Trattoria Breve. All rights reserved. 4:09 PM
4 Comments:
you have gained more layers on top of the shiny memories of yore. no shells, no new, just more.
you have not traded one for the other; you have had the opportunity to live both.
and, "rock" -- that's wonderful. did i tell you about the time my niece placed her fresh "rock" on the dinner plate while her mother stepped into the kitchen for a moment?
It's always you, you're just dressed in a new Mommy suit. Someday you'll put something new over that, maybe a writer suit, an explorer suit, or a tea-drinking-in-a-rocker suit. ;)
hoo boy, that's tough. {{hug}}
There may be a clue in your description of your child's turd as "perfectly formed."
You're the same person with different stains on your clothes and a new set of reasons to guzzle wine in the evening.
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