April 16, 2009
Ode to my Hipbones
I’ve heard it said, that sometimes in your life
you meet a friend who, though only with you for awhile
My Hipbones, that friend is you.
Hipbones, You have been with me for years. You have bravely poked out the top of my low rise jeans in college and helped hold up bikinis in Tahiti.
Hipbones, you have stood strong when I clumsily ran into counter tops, door frames, and chairs over the years, wearing your bruises with a silent strength.
Hipbones you have been courageous during countless yoga classes on hard floors while selflessly being pushed into the ground in order to allow Feet and Shoulders to arch and stretch towards the ceilings.
Hipbones, I have always loved you.
I’ve loved how I can rest my hands on you after a long run.
I’ve loved how I can tell when I’ve needed to watch my portion size based weather or not you show up to the party in that dress we love.
I’ve loved how well you tan.
But alas, my dear sweet Hipbones, its time to part ways.
Hipbones, you have received a promotion. You are now part of the Lil B Security Detail. What a prestigious position and I can think of no one better, no one more loyal.
My Hipbones, I will miss you.
My Hipbones, I will not say goodbye to you,
only a bittersweet, see you later.