Today, the 5-year-old neighbor girl swung on the swings and jumped on the trampoline with Evelyn. When they ran together across the field, Brighton turned to Evelyn and posed the question of all questions. “Do you want to be my friend?”
I couldn’t help but hold my breath, the mother in me felt protective for some reason but proud for her receiving such an elegant invite.
My redheaded two-and-a-half-year-old didn’t miss a beat, looked over her shoulder as she continued running, and said, “Yes, please.”
Although these two will likely never see each other again, a friendship has forever been formed.
What would I want to say if today were my last day on earth? I’m exhausted and want nothing more than to sleep right now, so I’m attempting to breathe life – through death – into this conversation.
I worked hard outside today. I dug up daisies and blackberry bushes to increase the garden’s space. Sue the Duck sat a foot away from me the entire time, attacking every worm I threw his way. Having a duck as a pet is interesting because they’re always on guard for predators. Above is likely an eagle, hawk, or a plane if he sits low or caulks his head to the side.
So I guess the answer to my prompt is I don’t know. I mean, if it’s anything, it’s that I wish I had a brownie sundae. Then I’d say thank you for spending your precious time here at my blog and that I’ve loved it very much, and that I hope you continue to enjoy your life. Then, I’d bid you adieu, hop in the car and take myself down to the local DQ.
But, just like we found out in Game of Thrones what to say to Death when it comes.
Not today!
Night. Love, Jaclynn
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