Zona

Christmas eve morning and everybody is asleep. All the family under the same roof and worth every penny that it costs. One day you'll realize now nice it is to be within easy reach of those who will soon scatter to find their own ways. I already know that.

I have a song on repeat. Joni's singing about somebody who "could have been more".

Could I have?

I don't know. I just know I'm pretty damned lucky to be where I am. To have what I have.

There's lots more that I want. But most of that is fantasy.

I'm better off that my father was at this age but he was still pretty content.

My kids are further along then I was at their age.

They're restless and that's a good thing for them to be at their age.

Me?

Maybe I "could have been more".

But I'm pretty content.