Thirty-one years ago I would never have guessed
that the degree I was working my ass off for would be worthless
that I’d have a baby granddaughter a thousand miles away
that I’d be moving my youngest into his college dorm in two weeks
that I’d spend my days talking to dogs
that I wouldn’t have a tan, but still wouldn’t have a wrinkle
that I’d have lost so many people I loved
that I’d have no idea what was coming next, but be okay with that.
Share a blog post in eight lines, or choose on of the other prompts at Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop every Thursday.