I met myself 10 years younger for lunch today
We both stepped out of little white cars
She had on those urban outfitters bdg skinny jeans and I wore my mom jeans from target
We both had water with no ice, just like Grandpa
We notice each other’s eyebrows but choose not to comment.
“Do you still think about that boy?”
“Sometimes.”
We split a cheeseburger.
She said she worries she’s not good enough. Not smart enough. Not together enough. I tell her about my successful career, my beautiful village, how I get to go on trips multiple times a year. I think I’m smarter and more together than most at this point.
We talk about Ushi. She says Ushi will be turning 5 this year. I say that she’ll be turning 15 this year. We agree she is just a baby.
She mentions visiting Grandma & Grandpa while she’s home from college. I tell her about how I have a gallery wall just like the one in their kitchen that consists of my own travel treasures and a few favorites from Grandma & Grandpa’s travels.
We hold each other’s hands across the table. “I’m okay. Everything is okay.”
She pulls out her iPhone 5 and I pull out my iPhone 15 to check the time. We really should be going.
