New Backpack
The things we miss, all the things that were here just a minute ago. Back in October last year, it seems like a past life, getting farther away and out of my grasp. My nephew excited about his new backpack with wheels, going to his preschool, show off to his friends. Like the shadows behind him, it was such a big thing! He walked fast ahead of us, going to the car, in a hurry to get to school. Today I read about another kid that went to bed crying because she missed going to places, playing in the park, playing with her friends. Months and months, that's a lot when you're four, five, six years old. I want to hold on to that moment, the excitement, the new day ahead, bright sun, big things, hurried steps, heart racing. My sister, my mom, my dad and I racing behind. Cheerful day ahead.
