Are we there yet? In the good place?
Are we in that place that sits well with us, where we are finally comfortable and no longer squirming to find places in tight spaces in crowded rooms. Where we are no longer trying to keep everything together with our bare hands, holding each other and exchanging silent hopes of promise for better days.
Are we still sitting in old apartments, making coffee in chipped cups and wondering if we are special, if we will be important. Are we there in the middle of the city, in the new place with the new windows, where we don’t have to worry about the mice and the ants anymore and our shoes are brand new.
Are we still sitting drinking out of those cups because we like them and they remind us of when we were young and you told me I could not know love until I was you and I was looking at me. Are we better or worse, or have we stopped paying attention because all the things we have are so new and lovely? Will we be there when we move into a bigger house, in a nice area for children so we have less time to think about where we are because we are now hoping we are good and important enough.
Are we there then?
What about in the dark when we are alone holding hands and hoping to call this place home for a long time. And when everyone grows up and they’ve had enough of us and they go and try to be special and something, what are we then? Will we look back and wonder about all the times we wished the days would go faster and we thought long nights wouldn’t be missed, when we were building my bed on the floor and laughing at instructions we didn’t understand. And I wonder now, if there is a there, or if “there” was something I missed altogether. Were we there already, were we there then?
Thank you! I think about this all the time because I no longer remember days, months, and years anymore like I used to. I have to make a conscious effort to be “hete.” Thanks again for sharing.
thanks for reading!
You are most welcome! I love reading your stuff. You have a beautiful soul and your vision…It’s… You see really far past the surface of things and into things. I don’t know how you do it, but you have a talent and a gift. Your writing makes me think or feel or sometimes think and feel. And that’s what good writing should do. I really appreciate your talents. I selfishly can’t wait to read more.
Yes, and where is there, what is there, who was there…? Touching pieces you write!
Thank you 🙂
“when we were young and you told me I could not know love until I was you and I was looking at me.” -this is my favorite
Mine too 🙂
I love this: it’s beautiful sounding as well as thought provoking.
thanks so much, so happy you enjoyed it 🙂
Soooo I basically love your mind and how it allows you to articulate your thoughts! Keep writing!
hey amber, thank you so much! so happy you enjoyed my work.
Really nice writing style 🙂
Hmmm!! That is a interesting question. Are we in a good place, or stage in our life. Me in my perspective at times feel that I’m not there yet. But I believe if I just continue to progress and take one day a time it will eventually come to past.
I loved this – thank you. I am always thinking, “are we where we have been hoping to get to?”
Really enjoying your blog!