Broken Vow
When I was much younger, I vowed never to be one of those old broads who clamor on incessantly about life "in the old days." There was a lot of serious stuff going on but that's a subject for another day.
Today I'm feeling a little nostalgic for the stuff that was great. Maybe it was that recent awful airline experience with two lost bags -- going and coming; flights canceled for no reason; airline security lines and little ziplock plastic bags with containers of liquids of no more than three ounces each. Whatever, life has me overwhelmed right now and I'm longing for what I imagine I'm missing.
Today I'm giving myself permission to break my vow and look back fondly on the old days. Because, honestly some things really were better back in the day.
Things like:
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Today I'm feeling a little nostalgic for the stuff that was great. Maybe it was that recent awful airline experience with two lost bags -- going and coming; flights canceled for no reason; airline security lines and little ziplock plastic bags with containers of liquids of no more than three ounces each. Whatever, life has me overwhelmed right now and I'm longing for what I imagine I'm missing.
Today I'm giving myself permission to break my vow and look back fondly on the old days. Because, honestly some things really were better back in the day.
Things like:
- flying comfortably and arriving without hassle
- getting a good night's sleep
- driving for fun
- shopping for clothes
- having a waistline
- not thinking about what you ate
- long summer break from school
- customer service
- no cellphones, no email, no Internet
- going to the library and checking out books
- three channels on television (four if you were lucky)
- network news
- summer days in the rocker on grandma's front porch
- children who respected adults
- top 40 music
- dances with names
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