Went to a halloween party last night. Tons of people from my childhood, with all their children. Watching the kids eat so much candy they were sick. Playing video games, chasing each other, and getting soaked while bobbing for apples. I am tired and sore. They are exhausted.
So strange that ten years ago, had we been gathered. We would have discussed fun times, what crazy shit to do next, drugs, parties and friends in jail. Last night we talked poop, sleep issues, school systems and worries of dating when they are older. While I sat there listening to the rants of some drunken parents and some sober. I had this giddiness bubbling inside knowing, that even though some of the things I thought would happen, once I had kids, went to shit. I had nights like this to look forward to.
Even though, I now understand that I am almost thirty, and it scares the shit out of me that I had “ten years of my life wasted” I wouldn’t trade a second of it. I wouldn’t have my boys who allowed me to live to thirty.
I definitely must say. This has been the best week for me. (It’s been so long, I can’t say since ____.) Thank you to everyone who contributed in making my week laughable, happy, whole, and refreshing!