She walked into the house and the familiar sweet potpourri scent greeted her just inside of the door. She called out, “Mom, I am home!”
A voice from the kitchen replied, “I will be there in a second Em. Go ahead and take your bag upstairs.”
Emily cringed. She had gotten used to all of her classmates at college calling her Emily, she hadn’t prepared herself to once again hear Em. Her Aunt had started calling her that and it stuck. I guess there are worse things she could be called.
She went upstairs to her old bedroom and tossed her overnight bag on the bed. And once again the strong scent of potpourri wafted through the air. She thought, “Did Mom put one of those simmer pots in here. Man, the smell is strong.”
Emily went back downstairs to be greeted by her mom at the end of the stairs. She gave her a big hug. “Oh, welcome home honey. I have missed you so.”
“Mom I was just here over spring break not that long ago.”
“I can’t help it; I miss you when you’re gone.”
“Well sit down and tell me all about this semester.”
Emily and her mom both sat down. Emily was suddenly scared. How was she going to break the news to her mom? She just turned to her and said, “Mom, I have to tell you something really important about school.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – potpourri
I was not popular in school. In fact I was kind of a geek. I liked to read and I would try to make it to the library often. I hated homework, so I would use my free time often to try to get it done. These things made me a bit of a geek.
Overall I was excruciatingly shy. I think it was some of my social anxiety shining through. I was the girl in glasses and braces with acne… more reason’s to not fit in. And I had untreated allergies so I always had facial tissues handy. I was a geeky girl. The only thing missing was that I was not a band geek.
People talk about wanting to go back to their teen years. I say no way. It was painfully awkward for me. Now I embrace my geekiness, I still read, still shy and I do still like to learn new things. So I am at least now Geeky and proud (aka too old to care anymore).
She runs full force into a puddle
Splashing and laughing out loud
She rushes out the door
To take her first trip to school on the bus
She bursts thru the door
Telling me she made the cheer squad
She lets out a little scream
Letting me know she was just asked to prom
…so much energy
So much joy
I try to soak in every moment
Because too soon she will move
So excited to start her own life
Being less a part of mine
That is the way it must be
And I will be proud of the woman she’ll become
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – energy