The Summer

“I hope to arrive to my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.” – Atticus

There comes a time in all of our lives when we just want to have fun. As children we have fun and we play, but then as we grow up we seem to forget how to let go and have a bit fun. we are so worried about life, love, family, career, kids, bills, cars, laundry and a million other things. Especially right now, during the pandemic, and when we hear about killer bees, earthquakes. and snow in the northeast in the middle of May. (Is Mother nature drunk? Menopausal? Suicidal? Bi-polar? Whatever it is, can we get her some Xanax and tell her to sleep it off and call us in the morning?)

Sometimes you have to take life by the horns and have fun anyway. The pandemic is going to happen anyway, we are going to have to social distance, wear masks and deal with all of this anyway, so we might was well have some fun. And for me, fun is doing a bit of shopping (somebody put my debit card away). Amazon and I have become BFFs, and my bank card and I are now on a first name/number basis.

I have discovered my love for luxurious old Hollywood style glamorous dressing gowns, with feathered slippers to match, and little PJs or night gown underneath. What girly fun as I sip coffee (or wine in the evening) and talk to on the phone. If I am going to be stuck at home, I should at least look and feel fabulous. First came the new computer (which I do need for working and writing), then there were the tiaras and wigs, then books, some bookcases, and now finally – a car.

Yes, a car happened today. A sweet little fast 6 speed, stick shift Mini Cooper named Veronica. It’s 70 miles to the closest beach, and I plan on multiple trips with friends who are coming to visit. Or a girls weekend. Let’s pack it all up, and zip it over. It’s not fancy or expensive, it’s just a little zip around car that is fun as hell to drive. Windows down, radio up, rolling through traffic, driving a stick shift once again. I have missed driving a stick, because they are so much fun, they usually go fast and they are less likely to be stone because not one knows how to drive the things any more (shame really).

She’s not new, but she is fast and she is paid for, which adds to the fun. For the first time in years, I get to play instead of looking after everyone. I get to spend my money on what I want. I get to be happy. It is like seeing in color for the first time after seeing nothing but black and white.

But there are some who choose to stay miserable. Why would anyone choose to be unhappy? I don’t know, but I think they must have been wounded deeply somewhere in the past. Smile and wave at them, if they are able to join you at someone point, they will.

Life is fleeting, happiness is illusive and an easy life is promised to no one.But after years of grief an taking care of others, I am deciding to have a good time, even if I have to create it myself. So get out there are create your won party, if you do, others will catch that energy and join you, I promise. But we should drink life up, as much as we can, and make those memories.
Yes, this summer is going to be more fun than I have had in a long time. And in this moment in time, I have everything for which I have prayed. In three short months. this life is everything I have ever wanted and more. I am blessed. And I am beyond grateful.

Life is short. Make fun when and where you can. Time is going to pass by whether you are having fun or not So why not choose to smile and laugh along the way? And don’t forget to wave when you see me driving down the road in Veronica, windows down, music blaring, wearing a wig and a tiara.

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