Purring Milky Way  

sweetalyssum 48F
560 posts
5/4/2006 9:48 pm

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5/15/2006 5:32 am

Purring Milky Way


I stepped outside tonight to call my cat home; however, he's on the prowl.

I stopped calling and looked up.

The clear sky sparkled with a pure intensity and reminds me again of moments during my childhood when I would look up into the desert sky.

I took the Milky Way for granted. Not the chocolate bar... the actual Milky Way. It was like someone had airbrushed the sky with a faint smudge of crushed diamonds.

Usually on nights like that, the air was sparkling cold and watching our breath puff out in gusts was a fun game for my siblings and me.

As our parents drove us home from whatever meeting or dinner we had all attended...we would huddle together on the floor of our VW van near the heater on our hands and knees; little bundled up bumps giggling and pushing at each other. I'm sure we looked like newborn kittens pushing at their mother's tummy to nurse.

And then we would start to quiet, our rustling and bumping each other slowing as the purr of the van lulled us, soothed us...

The final bump into the driveway, a gentle wake up to us that home had arrived and our close burrowing was interrupted.

One more story in the background of the alyssum.

rm_magnet4u22 50F
18406 posts
5/5/2006 8:12 am

Wonderful description and memories...such innocence. I always find myself looking back fondly to those memories. Too many people do not have those wonderful childhood memories to recall, and I am sad for them. Your background stories tell much.....



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gemini0157 60M
6842 posts
5/5/2006 9:16 am

In the back seat of my Dad's care... there were defined boundries, lines drawn with a finger on the seat... that you didn't cross.... or else.... I had bite marks to prove it!


sweetalyssum 48F

5/15/2006 5:31 am

    Quoting rm_magnet4u22:
    Wonderful description and memories...such innocence. I always find myself looking back fondly to those memories. Too many people do not have those wonderful childhood memories to recall, and I am sad for them. Your background stories tell much.....
Mags...

They make life richer. I'll keep them.


sweetalyssum 48F

5/15/2006 5:32 am

    Quoting gemini0157:
    In the back seat of my Dad's care... there were defined boundries, lines drawn with a finger on the seat... that you didn't cross.... or else.... I had bite marks to prove it!


Space is crucial for children Gem. Sometimes you have to bite to get it.


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