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The Frederick News-Post Online – Frederick County Maryland Daily Newspaper
It is Friday night and we are enjoying a night out on the town. (Well, as much of a night out on the town you can have when you live in Brunswick . Thinking back to college, this is nothing like the nights out I used to have living in Washington, D.C.)
My husband Chris and I have taken Eden to the Farmer’s Market in town and then to the local coffee shop. The eclectic vibe is able to both distract Eden and entice her parents — a difficult balance.
After ordering our dinners, we search for a seat in the crowded room as a blue grass band plays in the corner. They are teenagers — college students maybe. All girls. Playing the fiddle and the accordion. Which fascinates my toddler and fascinates me. I am not sure I knew what an accordion was when I was in high school, let alone had the desire to play it.
But now as the music flows over me I begin to daydream a different life.
I get lost in the music. “I could play the accordion,” I say to my husband who is too busy eating his dinner to respond.
“I could play the fiddle,” I whisper to Eden. With pizza in her mouth, she smiles a wide-toothed, sauce-covered smile.
“I could,” I think to myself as I take a bite of my salad.
No deadlines, no pressure, no diapers, no laundry. It had been a long day, a long week, a long month. So many changes, not so much success.
