For Me
When my
kids were young,
my
friend and I were writing a book
based in
Hawaii.
She
worked at a travel agency
and found
an affordable deal.
Hawaii,
but we didn’t go.
I had to
ask myself why not?
I
pictured myself as a little girl
walking through
a department store
passing up
dolls, toys and dresses
that weren’t
for me,
because
with five girls
my
parents couldn’t afford a lot.
Then highschool,
college,
raising
young children
carrying
that thought with me
like a
stuffed suitcase.
It’s not
for me.
It’s not
for me.
It’s not
for me.
Then I
started realizing
to
satisfy
this longing
for travel
is for
me.
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