You are Wonderful
I like mayo on my hotdog.
I have one nearsighted eye and one farsighted eye.
I can swim the length of a 25 yard pool in one breath.
I am afraid of ocean liners and the car running out of gas.
Snakes don’t scare me.
I love my family.
I hate single-use contact lens.
I was blond as a child then strawberry blond then a boy in law school asked, “Who’s the redhead?” Now at 66, I’m finally going gray. My Life in Hair.
I dream.
I practiced law and walked the runway and waitressed and programmed computers with punch cards and led the Mississippi Opera Guild and played competitive tennis and sat beneath the fireworks at the Washington Monument on July 4, 1976 and danced on stage with Rufus Thomas doing the Funky Chicken and performed as Elvis Impersonators with my besties, and I laughed, oh, how I laughed.
Life is short: eat weird food.
I lost both my hips at age 58.
I know ghosts.
I cry every time I hear, “Walking in Memphis.”
You know “stress eaters”? I’m a stress non-eater. Life has whittled me down to 114 pounds.
Give me petrichor, and my soul lifts.
I love meeting new people and we’re talking and then the barrier dissolves and they say something real and I see them, really see them, then I love them as if they were my childhood friend with no judgement, no assessing, just love because it’s always been there.
I am unique. You are unique. Make your list. Copy the format of mine if you want. (I love (insert strange food or strange animal or strange habit.)) Take a minute to love yourself. You are wonderful.
Joe Hawes
This is pure ppoetry.
Thanks for letting know you a little bit more
Ellen Morris Prewitt
Thank you, Joe. Seems I write poetry when I don’t intend to. 🙂 What’s on your list?
Emma French Connolly
I like writing with a fountain pen.
I love walking in sand and feeling the saltwater come over my feet.
Animals are my one weakness.
And butterflies.
Home is my favorite place.
And the beach.
I love cooking.
But not for one.
I miss my dog Grace.
But not enough to get another.
I think often about friends who have died.
And my own mortality.
I love to make lists of things i want to do.
Life is so short.
Maybe i should go see if all those Monarchs have left eggs on my milkweed.
Ellen Morris Prewitt
Yay for your list! Thank you for playing. And yours really does read like a poem (“I love cooking/But not for one”) ❤️ Fingers crossed for the milkweed.
Luanne
This was fun, Ellen. No list over here. Too overwhelmed.
Ellen Morris Prewitt
I’m glad you enjoyed it, and maybe it gave a tiny respite before the overwhelming-ness resumed.
Marie A Bailey
Your list is wonderful, Ellen. It’s so nice getting to know you more.
I love it when it rains at night.
I love finding that I’m no longer that little girl afraid of her shadow.
I love standing in a cool pond on a hot day.
I love being around people who are awed by nature.
I love too many foods that are not good for me, macaroni and cheese topping the list.
I love wine but sometimes I love it too much.
I love dry gin martinis with olives but I keep my limits with that.
I love cats to the point of being crazy.
I love to make things with my hands as long as it involves yarn or something yarn-like.
I love staying home even though it means I don’t see all the people I love.
Ellen Morris Prewitt
So many things on your list I’m like, oh, me too! (Rain at night ❤️) And others I would have never thought of. Which, to me, shows the magic of our being unique while at the very same time holding so much in common. Thank you for sharing your list!
Marie A Bailey
It was fun!
Ellen Morris Prewitt
👍
CVH
My Mother Faye used to hold my face gently, look me deep in the eyes and sing “you are wonderful”. My minister of unconditional love has passed and is now inspiring angels.
Ellen Morris Prewitt
I cannot love this enough!!! And it sounds exactly like Aunt Faye! ❤️
Joanne Corey
Thank you for sharing your list and for the invitation. I’m afraid I don’t have brain for it right now, but I will say that list poems are among my favorites to write.
Ellen Morris Prewitt
“List poems”–so very cool.