Whenever I need a little inspiration I look outside our bedroom window. Rain or shine, I stare at the water in the pool. It’s so inviting. I’ve been thinking about jumping in the last few days, just one night after Jeff gets home from work. Jump right in and have it all to myself.
Because we didn’t have a pool back in Jersey nor would we had the chance to enjoy it all year round, having a pool is like a luxury for us. Most folks in Florida could care less because the beach is so close, and most live in communities with pools. In fact, we have a neighbor that has a beautiful backyard with a nice pool, but they never go in. It makes me wonder how much beauty I took for granted back in NJ.
Looking back, I have a mental photo of the people, places and even things that I didn’t appreciate. Sometimes I wish I could go back just for a day. I’d hold my parents extra tight the morning we left for Florida, maybe even ask if they could bring our family pup Toby so I could wish them well. I’d squeeze in an extra hour to talk to Mr. Robayo, and take in that beautiful smile. I’d visit friends and family one last time before our trip. Maybe even stop by Barnes and Noble in Clifton to take in it’s beauty one last time. Make breakfast in our little kitchen and brew Jeff his first cup of coffee, and take it upstairs for him one last time. I’d even let him knock out on the basement couch so he could enjoy his “man cave” for one more night. Walk down and wake him at 2am so he’d come up to bed with Sebastian and me.
Although there are so many things I could think of that I wish I could do again, they have all become memories I’ll cherish forever. Now, we make new ones, in a new state, new home and surrounded by new people, places and things. All of which are also beautiful.