Let’s see, two truths and one lie + longing. Okay, here goes:
1. I long for a pet that isn’t a dog. We’ve always had dogs because, well, because the hubs is a dog lovin’ kind of guy. What I’d like is a beautiful white cat like the one in the Fancy Feast commercials, but since both my hubby and my son get all itchy and watery-eyed around cats, that’s one longing that will have to remain unfulfilled.
2. I’ve longed for a place in the country for quite some time now. It will happen, but rearranging lives to accommodate the move isn’t without its complications. Plus, as much as I know that I want to leave the city (and I even know exactly where I want to go), there will be loss along with the gain.
Our daughter and her family want to be country-dwellers and when we go, we’ll be going in tandem with them, but our son and his family plan to stay put. Ultimately, no matter which place we were to choose to live, we wouldn’t be able to have both of them two minutes away as they are right now, but few parents have that and so no matter how it pans out, I will be grateful for this time that we’ve had all being neighbors and will do everything that I can to
3. Nope, can’t do it. I have the one untruth covered (Really, can you see me with a freaking cat?? I’d be 100% pet-free if I lived alone and at least dogs don’t jump up on my counters. The man and the grownup boy really are allergic to furry felines, though.) and though we do want to move away from the city and I have my eye on a place (that I can have if the stars all align just right and a pile of money lands in my lap), I wouldn’t call it a longing as much as a plan-in-the-works.
The reality is that I’m not longing for anything; I sometimes have a hard time coming up with an answer when people ask me what I want for my birthday. My life is pretty good and even when I’m cranky and hormonal (who, me?), I feel blessed. I kind of think that longing, at least the way that I view the word, is mostly for angsty teenagers who while away countless hours pining for romance or at least a life free from their parents’ constraint. Much older than that and deep desire usually leads to action, not wishing.
Well, I guess I do wish that the stars would align just right so that a pile of money would fall into my lap. Does that count?
How about you? Can you tell me two truths and one lie? Think I’d be able to pick out the fib?