Summoning forth

I took a walk with my friend Kimberly the other day, and she made a comment that I loved so much. She said she wishes she could summon back to herself all the naps and avocados she rejected as a child.

Naps and avocados. That should be the title of something. A poem. A short story. A song. SOMETHING.

Anyway. I've been wondering what things I've rejected in the past that I would now happily welcome into my life. Here are a few:

--my grandmother's offers to clean stuff
--piano lessons
--my father's parking sticker (I didn't want special privileges back in the day when I had scruples)
--wardrobe advice
--china when I got married
--same goes for silver
--same goes for crystal

Why did I reject the china, silver and crystal? Because I got married in the seventies when we registered for handmade hippie pottery instead. Dude. The seventies were so stupid.

Tell me what you would summon back into your life . . .