Just one street away


Just one street away are the biggest, most expensive, most extravagant houses in the city.

Just one street away every house has at least two cars, every refridgerator is filled with food, every bed has soft sheets, every closet has clothes bought for and by the person who uses them.

Just one street away, couples are out to dinner, children are at soccer practice or dance class, teenagers are buying trendy trivialities because it’s their past time.

Just one street away, yards are filled with toys and climbers that could put a city park to shame, but you never see the children on them, because they are at their soccer practices or dance classes.

Just one street away, families are coming home from vacation, families are going on vacation; no one worries if they have enough gas to get to the grocery store.

Just one street away, someone has a doctor’s appointment, some one has a dentist’s appointment, and everyone has perfect teeth.

Just one street away, a mother goes to a cafe for a little “me time” because she has enough money in her pocket for a cup of coffee.



About Ryn Cricket

When I talk to people, I always hear, "I always wanted to do that," or "You're so lucky!" I NEVER want to be the person who says those things. I am not lucky, I make things work. I don't think "I want to do that." I do it. When I was in the seventh grade I wanted to do three things when I grew up, I wanted to be an English teacher, a writer and a mother. All of that traveling, adventure, and Peace Corps was just research for what was to come. After more than twenty years of being told I would never be able to have children, I had two beautiful baby girls, a year and a half apart. I spend some of my time teaching English in Shanghai, China, and the rest of my time, inspiring my two little girls, or being inspired by writing at the writers’ workshop I call “home.”

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