I had thought Michigan State, possibly Law School.
My locker partner and I, perfect roommates.
She would take the top bunk, of course.
Crooked pleats in my cheerleading skirt, the research paper for first hour, a curfew thirty minutes too soon, the stressors of my day.
My hair blew in the breeze, the radio swelled.
A stiff cardboard box poked at my thigh.
I would flunk this test then move on with my plans.
Hockey game at seven, friends honking in the drive before long.
Two pink lines streaked a detour sign.
Tears poured down teenage cheeks.
Disappointment raged in once hopeful eyes.
My next high school party, a baby shower.
Spindly legs bracing the heaviness of change.
Waddling through the choice of forever, slowly making peace.
A child with a child, the challenge of motherhood beckoned me forward.
I still needed rocked myself.
Blooming in a role not looked for but taken.
Loving beyond a teenage mind’s understanding.
An unexpected path stretched before me, I chose not to look back.
Those tiny footprints next to mine,
worth every step.
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