I Wish I Could...

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Perhaps I'm still in a birthday kind of mood, but I've been doing some wishing this week.  I'm not going to put all my birthday wishes out there (because duh, then they won't come true!), but I am linking up with MamaKat for her writing workshop today, and blogging to the prompt:

 

 

I wish I could...

 

 

...time travel. 

 

...get a glimpse into my future 10 years from now.

 

...do math calculations as quickly as I pick up the latest TSwift lyrics (total right brainer over here)

 

...taste bubblegum ice cream again and not die (oh wait, I will THIS WEEKEND! Thank God for Vegan Treats)

 

...average closer to an 8:00 min/mi than a 9:00 min/mi during my 13.1's

 

...apply makeup like I knew what I was doing.

 

...save every homeless pet in every shelter in the world.

 

...write a children's picture book series.

 

...turn back time because my nieces and nephews are growing up way too fast.

 

...speak my mind more often.

 

...show myself as much love and compassion as I show the kiddos in my life.

 

...Hike the PCT some day.

 

...go streaking! 

 

...be the person my cats think I am.

 

...find a pair of jeans that fit that don't come from the juniors section.

 

...stop living paycheck to paycheck but still be able to do good, meaningful work that I believe in.

 

...know the exact day and time I'll meet my future mate (so I can learn to apply makeup before that, see above, and make sure I'm wearing a fantastic dress!)

 



The thing about wishes is, yes, sometimes I believe they really come true out of the blue.  Call it karma, divine intervention, luck, or what have you.  But I also think sometimes they need a little help from the wisher too.  Hopes and dreams might just forever stay that way unless they are met with some action.  Kind of reminds me of the Seinfeld episode where Jerry reserves a rental car but is told they have nothing available.  "You know how to take a reservation, but you don't know how to HOLD a reservation.  And that's really the most important part of the reservation. Anyone can just TAKE a reservation." 

Millions of wishes are made all across the planet every day.  With a little luck and some hard work, I think many of our deepest wishes can come true.  Now, I just have to remind myself of this a little more often.  First up, tackling time travel.  I'm off!


"When you want something, all the Universe conspires in helping you to achieve it." ~ Paulo Coelho


I'm headed home tomorrow for a long weekend to continue the celebration.  I'll be back Tuesday.  Hope you all have a great one!

What are you currently wishing for?

Where I'm From...

I am from muddy sneakers and girls in matching sweat suits.  From A-Treat soda and summer days spent climbing the blackberry tree in the park.

I am from the little yellow house on North Street with the rose trellis and the attic I was afraid of.

I am from the big maple tree in the front yard whose roots ran deep and wide enough to split our sidewalk.  From the lilac bush out back where I picked flowers for my favorite 3rd grade teacher.

I am from Sunday dinners and kisses (always) hello and goodbye.  I am from Michael and Mary and Salvatore and Alberta.

I am from the hard workers, the 'family first', and the faithful. 

From the 'Say No to Drugs' my grandfather wrote on every birthday card, and the 'Wait til your father gets home!' my mother would say when she was really mad.

I am from school uniforms, First Holy Communion, and Midnight Mass.  I am from Sister Regina who let us watch 'Reading Rainbow' in the 1st grade, and Father Reed who put candy canes in our shoes every Saint Nicholas day. 

I’m from the little town of Bethlehem, Czechoslovakia and Sicily.  I am from halupki and pierogi, baked ziti and hot ricotta sandwiches, and chocolate and strawberry milk that came in old glass bottles from the dairy.

From the family dog my mom said 'yes' to and my dad said 'no'.  The little ball of fluff who wore my father down and became the love of our lives for 15 years.

I am from the cardboard boxes filled with awkward school photos and pictures of every birthday cake I ever ate.

I am from immigrants who came to this country with hopes and dreams for their children's children and from parents who made their dreams come true. 

I am from 3 sisters who laughed and fought, played tag and rode bikes, hunted salamanders and raised hamsters, and will forever be tied by our common history. 

This post was a prompt from MamaKat's Writer's Workshop for 12/18.  I got super emotional writing this and thinking about my family and childhood.  I loved this exercise and think it's worthwhile for anyone to do, even if just in your own personal journal.  If you'd like you can link up a post here, or check out other's submissions for the poem.  The template for this poem can also be found here.