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Little Boxes

01/03/2013
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Little boxes on the hillside
Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on the hillside
Little boxes all the same

There’s a pink one and a green one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same

And the people in the houses
All went to the university
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same

And there’s doctors and lawyers
And business executives
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same

And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school

And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same

And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same

There’s a pink one and a green one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same

This is the song that kept a continuous loop in my head on New Years Eve…and continued on until Friday afternoon.

It started with taking down the Christmas tree…and I counted all the little boxes, each one representing a year in my life with Khaled.  Then I put away the children’s ornaments.  Ones that are handmade, each meaning something different at a separate time in our journey so far.  I slipped down the melancholy slope.

Then I began to reflect on the year that had passed…and what we’ve accomplished so far.

Then I thought about my babies going back to school and how I wasn’t ready.  I spend so much time away from them and the years are slipping away.

And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school

And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same

And in the pit of parental despair, I sent Khaled a text…”I can’t send them back on Thursday.  I’m not ready.  I miss them already.”

That night we all slept together in the living room, and rang in the New Year.

And the babies stayed home the rest of the week.

By Monday I had come to terms with them returning to school.

Then we discovered Mr. Fox had grown taller than me over Christmas break.

I’m not ready.

It’s too soon.

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  1. 01/26/2013 10:13 AM

    One for the small world department. Just last week I stterad watching “Weeds” for the first time, which has Malvina Reynolds’ rendition of “Little Boxes …” as the theme song. Funny thing was, I’d thought it was a Pete Seeger song, as that was the version I grew up with. My folks had it on 7″ single, and even though I now know we’re not talking about people literally living in boxes (hey I was young okay), I’m still charmed by it to this day. :-D

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