i had a boyfriend once who made fun of my neighborhood for having too well-kempt lawns. but he always felt his life was the greener side. he had a big family. a noticeably large family.
hi. i wonder every day what it would be like
to have a big family. i wonder if it would be nice
to have someone to call at 3AM and they have to
love you even if you just say, "...i don't know. sorry."
and my dad has five sisters. still, i can not ask enough
questions to get a feel of what it feels like. how many
memories do they get to go through
and all of the pets they had. it would be nice to have
a sibling i look like or talked like or hummed like.
and what if half the kids looked like Da and the other like Ma?
i just wonder what a loud home would be like. would i wish for
the sterile kitchen and quiet vacations like we had? and a room
to myself? would i wish i wasn't an aunt? because i imagine
being an aunt is the closest thing to sunbathing in barbados:
all the kid, none of the work.
to have a big family. i wonder if it would be nice
to have someone to call at 3AM and they have to
love you even if you just say, "...i don't know. sorry."
and my dad has five sisters. still, i can not ask enough
questions to get a feel of what it feels like. how many
memories do they get to go through
and all of the pets they had. it would be nice to have
a sibling i look like or talked like or hummed like.
and what if half the kids looked like Da and the other like Ma?
i just wonder what a loud home would be like. would i wish for
the sterile kitchen and quiet vacations like we had? and a room
to myself? would i wish i wasn't an aunt? because i imagine
being an aunt is the closest thing to sunbathing in barbados:
all the kid, none of the work.
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