I forgot about your Bonnevilles and your GMCs
Your big parking spaces and spacious parking lots and ramps.
Your wide roads, perfect sidewalks and right-turns-on-reds.
I forgot about your child-friendly restaurants.
Crayons, puzzles, chalkboard walls, kids' menus and booster seats.
BOOSTER SEATS!
Your small, medium, and huge homes.
With siding, yards, fences, garages, porches, decks, and stairs.
Stairs with carpet and carpet padding.
Your endless outlets of activities and distractions to invest our time and money:
restaurants, winter festivals, zoos, gardens, coffee shops, huge portions and REFILLS!
Your accommodating structures for different languages, disabilities, and socio-economic statuses.
And yet, My privilege and my neighbors lack.
Your homeless. Your single moms. Your addictions.
Your inaccessible health care costs.
Your "multicultural"-ness and all its inequalities.
Your programs for every need, that somehow doesn't meet the needs, and so more programs, and volunteers and helpful well-meaninng groups that take on causes and problems that have no end.
Your coupons and discounts and low-interest bend-over-backwards for the customer's business.
Your golf courses! Your empty malls. Your crowded restaurants.
Your rules about throwing away garbage in the correct bins on the correct days. About properly securing car seats at fire stations and using a pool noodle.
Your chiropractors and gyms and diffusers and latest health fads like Greek yogurt and getting my "atlas" adjusted.
All your horrible GMO, red-dye 40, high fructose corn syrup, hydrogenated oil infused foods that I indulged in for two weeks.
Bacon.
I kind of forgot about your good, your bad, and your mediums. You aren't my normal anymore, but it was good to see you and remember.
Until next time.
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