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Once a
young woman,
I
shopped alone with a confidence
Almost
pride
That I
was an adult,
Ready
to take on a wifely role.
Once a
young mother,
I put
the children in the cart
And looked
at my coupons,
Put
away stray candy treats.
I
looked at those young women alone.
“Just
you wait.”
Once a
mother of teens,
I
pushed a heavy full cart
With gallons
of milk, a few bags of
Potato
chips/crisps,
And food
for a giant refrigerator.
I looked
at those young mothers with little ones.
“Just you
wait.”
Now a
grandmother,
I push
a light cart with
Sugar-free,
low-fat, full-fiber
Whatever.
I look
at the other women,
With their
struggles, their lives,
And their
growing children.
“This
will all pass much too quickly.
Just
you wait.”
