Just when you think the memories you create with your offspring are long forgotten, something triggers a recollection from years gone by. When it happens, treasure it because it doesn’t happen often.
Such a thing happened a couple of weeks ago when my 30 year old daughter and I went on a shopping spree at Woodbury Commons. We had not done this for years and I knew it could go either way. It could turn out to be a lovely afternoon looking for good buys on designer duds or a frustrating experience of a lot of window shopping, but no deals!
We arrived at 3:00 in the afternoon, which is kind of late for such an excursion, me not realizing this was 1 1/2 hours away from where we live. It was a Friday afternoon so I thought how many people could there be, not realizing that it now targets a huge Asian tourist demographic. Since it is also close to several Chasidic communities, it was packed with them, although not sure why they weren’t rushing home to prepare for Shabbat! I guess when a bargain calls you, one must answer-it’s in the Talmud!
My daughter is a big looker and knows her labels. She was born into a family of designer conscious women, preceded by my mother Muriel (if you have been reading http://www.revisionistretirement.com for the last five months) my grandmother Francis, and my great grandmother Sarah. Her mission was initially a pair of Celine sunglasses, which she did find at Saks Off Fifth, but she managed to score a big coup with black suede Yves St. Laurent short boots reduced from $900 to $200! My mother and grandmother were surely smiling! We had a lot of fun looking and she trying clothes on, best part being for the first time she bought everything herself! As we were walking, exhausted to the core, she asked me if I remembered a trip to Arizona where I was staying at the Biltmore for a work related conference. She had flown in from Southern California, where she was attending college and met me for a few days relaxation. We drove to Sedona to see the beautiful red rock formations that it is famous for and bonded, as we had many other times. She brought it up out of the blue, as well as another memory of us going to Point Pleasant Beach in New Jersey on a work day (me playing hooky) to catch the last vestiges of summer on a September morn. We then found a wonderful fish shack for lunch and ate steamers and drank wine. My daughter, who I always think forgets these memories brought them up to the surface, related them to me, and touched my soul. It made me smile to think of how much what I had experienced with her had meant to her. I always knew they meant a lot to me! So when you think that it’s all forgotten by your adult age child, something magical happens and you are brought back to that special place!
Treasure your time with your children and give them credit for remembering special times. You may not think what you do will be remembered or even acknowledged, but it is and it will.
Make new memories for both of you! It will make you smile in old age!
Enjoy the ride!
xox Barclay and Joy