Remember Dad’s parrilla (grill) that I had built for him last summer?
This afternoon after we worked on different projects (he said I needed to stop thinking of projects),
he grilled chicken, ribs, and sausage-
just a little of each- for the two of us.
And because I asked him to, he made a pot of beans.
His one stipulation?
He needed to watch Dallas play at 7:00 pm.
So we sat outside – even though it was hot, and I brought this out of my garden shed.
My IPod was playing,
Dad was saying
“Turn it up,”
and all was right in my world.
I really am a woman of simple needs.
I just have complicated thoughts!
It may not make sense now, but a time really does come when you are still 18 years old in a much older body.
That is why when the song you are hearing right now started to play,
I started to dance on the crushed limestone patio with my garden hat on .
My 18 year old inner child was saying
I hope you always have someone in your life who understands that you will always be 18.
Have a great weekend!