I realized something yesterday. It was a wonderful, spring-like day here in East Tennessee. We had (have) lots of inside work to do but after I realized how nice it was outside I sent the kids for play clothes and we spent most of the time between lunch and dinner outside. I dutifully got a burn permit and made a fire. We still have lots of leaves in our yard from the fall and I burned another pile. As I watched the fire my grand epiphany came. It was only about two months ago that I took my first-ever Aspirin. Why wait until after 30 to take that first one, you ask? Well, because my Mom ingrained in my siblings and I when we were little that we were to never take it. The whole children and Reye's syndrome thing. So in all my adult years, I have never even BOUGHT the stuff. Mind you, my husband and I rarely take pain relievers...but when we do it is usually Tylenol...maybe Ibuprofen. Well, when my blood pressure was elevated a few months ago and I was trying to figure out what Doctor to go to, my Dad told me to take Aspirin just in case, in the mean time. It would have never occurred to me. And then I realized, I AM OLD ENOUGH TO TAKE ASPIRIN. Yes, it took me that long.
So why am I talking about fires and aspirin in the same post? As I watched the fire burn I remembered that this is only the second fire I have ever started by myself. Without my husband home to "watch" me, I guess? So yes, I AM OLD ENOUGH TO BURN A FIRE BY MYSELF. Because I am a big girl and I am old enough to handle fires and stuff.
Mommy's growing up too.
Aww, my big sister is growing up! :) I have always enjoyed your anecdotes on facebook so I know I will enjoy the heck out of this blog! Love you sis!
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