Each sip - a little different, some bitter, most sweet.
The cool of every moment helped to chill the heat of each day.
The sounds of laughter, from young and old, provided the soundtrack to the "cookout" where the cooler held more than beer and the grill left the flavors just right.
The hugs wrapped tightly like a blanket while sitting on the shores where water meets sand.
Graphic tees, fly kicks, summer dresses, and flat sandals graced the runways of busy city streets.
Celebrations of life; talks of unfortunate death in the same conversation.
Living, enjoying every moment, as if each could be the last.
If I could bottle up a weekend and drink it 'til I die, this one might be it.
Forever thankful, immediately engaged, remembering what it will be like to remember these days...
"I need some wine."
"I've got some Moscato."
"...on my way with another bottle."
...the saga begins...Memories of "aNOtherWeekend"...
(Grandpa to Me while watching CNN): "Mika, you'll be one of them soon. Whatcha gonna do about this millionaire tax?"
(Just because...): Moscato, gin, turkey burgers, salad, and secret sangria mix well. Even better when served in the presence of good friends and the air of a summer's night.
(...Father's Day and New Year's Eve are equally exciting): The DJ says "last call for alcohol." I look up at the clock to see that it's only 1:15 a.m. I then turn back to see my dad behind me. (We embrace.) "Happy Father's Day. Love You Dad!" (Continues to dance...) Life is a party...and it's great when you can rock out with your folks!
(Phone rings...it's my mom): Before I could say hello, she said "I love you." And that's just one of the reasons why I do...
(Holding a baby): For once, I'm not afraid. The slobber mixes well with my perfume. I see the future in her eyes. (Thinks back). I wasn't ready. (Baby is now climbing up my chest.) You may never be ready. He only expects you to get prepared. You may not be perfect to the world, but to a child, you're mere presence and willingness to care is enough. Willing to try...
(Sisters support each other): She tries on a million and one outfits to go with her new haircut. I say "that looks cute...tuck this in...throw on a tank and some sandals and you're good." I meant every word. You're FLY, know that.
(Peeking out the window): She's a little impatient, but she's earned the right to be. Always early, never been late. Worked long and hard, but still grinding. Seen tough times, but still shining. I love her. I look up to her...as she peeks out of the window. We hate waiting, but it's never about our time...
(We danced in circles...): And my head was left spinning in one. (Thanks M.I.L.) Disco ain't dead...check the local "juke joint."
(..."I'm leaving!"): "I knew it..." Thanks for understanding BFF! (wink)
(Where I wanna be): Just before dawn, into the early morning hours...I was there (repeatedly) and happy about it. Whoever said "absence makes the heart grow fonder" was dumb-happy when the pattern of "perfect attendance" showed up again. Seasons change, people do too...a little shake up is good when the break up turns to a better make up. Fa$t Forward...
(The porch is where it's at...): I did next to nothing, but left feeling like everything was alright. Barbecue, pecans, flip flops, bubbles, shades, and jump-ropes...grandma, grandpa, aunts, uncles, cousins, the sister and me. It was Sunday, so I soaked it up.
(Flashing lights...): I haven't written anything in a while, but I think about writing all of the time. Sometimes I wish I kept a stenographer in the passenger seat. I dream in color, amid the flashing lights...I prefer to tear up the roadway in the dark.
(Be there in 1.5): "Momma, I made it." (shifts gear) PARK!
...Done sipping...And I'm out...
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