This evening I am sitting on the bed, waiting for my mom to return. I wait here like this every time she goes out. Sometimes, a bug comes by, and I fear it’ll land on my head. But fortunately, the bug doesn’t, and I’m safe. Hours pass and the sun moves across the bed, and the light turns into dark.
When my mom returns, I want to tell her how brave I’ve been. She thinks I have it easy, sitting at home all day and enjoying my life. My life might be easy, but it’s not the life that I want. I want more than to be safe at home. I want to be like her. I want to go out to all the places that she visits. Whether it is for a holiday trip somewhere or something as simple as going to the store. It might be boring to her, but a complete adventure for me. I want to people watch and see what people are doing and where they go. I want to experience what people experience in the movies.
Tonight, she has gone out to the coffee shop to write with her writing friends. She thinks I had an easy day. I don’t have to worry about paying the bills or even doing any of the housework. She gives me a hug. I’m glad she’s home and I have her company. She says she’s very lucky to have me around. “You’ ‘re a special bear,” she says.
I suppose we envy what we don’t have. She thinks I have an easy life. Maybe I do. But, just once, I wish I could go out to a coffee shop.
What would you like to do differently, or try just once, that you haven’t done before?
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