Thursday, October 21, 2010
My son got talking about eating animal crackers the other day. What memories flood my mind over those little goodies! That was one of the few treats I was allowed as a child. Mom and Dad didn't have a lot of money so treats were few and far between. I remember carrying the little box around and savoring every wonderful bite. I love them to this day. We also occassionally went to Sambo's and I remember how good the honey butter tasted. We sometimes also went to A and W for floats in a frosted mug. I loved the ice particles that tasted of root beer at the bottom of the cup. Daddy also loved chocolate dipped cones at Dairy Queen and butterscotch. I will forever think of Daddy when I think of butterscotch. Yes, these are all food memories, but special nonetheless.
When we went through my parent's house and that of my husband's parents, it was amazing what brought the tears. It was things like a wicker basket and the popcorn bowl. They caught us by surprise. It is what they symbolized in our lives that made them special. Most of them were things that pointed to an emotional closeness centered around times together. Good times together. The things we want to pass on that mean a lot to us, are not always the things that mean the most to our children. When we know the emotional attachment that our parents had towards certain items, it means more to us to receive them. I will forever cherish the crystal vase Daddy got in Germany. Though it is not the one I would have chosen, I knew it was his most prized possession and that was not lost on me when he gave it to me four months before he died. I want my son to get the diamond ring Daddy gave Mama for their 50th wedding anniversary because he loves the women in his life just as Daddy loved Mama.
The big things in life are important, but many times it is the little things that make the biggest impact on us. No matter how lacking our lives may have felt, there are things that are the symbols of the good things in life. I hope that I can cultivate some good memories for my kids as we gather in the next couple of months. I wonder what it is that will ultimately mean the most to them in the years to come. I just hope I don't inadvertantly throw them out!
Friday, October 15, 2010
Ahhhhh! days off! I am so ready for some R and R . We are going to Albuquerque for the 200th Eagle celebration of my husband's old Boy Scout troop. He also is an Eagle Scout and they are planning a big celebration. It is important to maintain some ties to our past. Not all of them are good and some need to be laid aside and never revisited. Yet all our experiences make us who we are, good and bad. Becoming an Eagle Scout is one of my husband's proudest moments. Boy Scouts made him, in large part, the man he is today. He has so many fond memories of hiking trips and camping with family. There were some negatives with his relationship with his dad, but they all seemed to be erased when they were camping and spending good, quality time together. His biggest regret is that, as a father, he never seemed to have the time to make this a reality with his own kids. Our youngest son told him the other day that he could have been an Eagle Scout as well. I think it kind of hurt my husband. I was so busy with soccer and Girl Scouts and 4-H that I did not have the energy if the boys didn't want to go to Scouts because they too, were tired. That was his time with them in my mind. Still they love to camp and each does so frequently.
Sometimes we do not realize what is most important to us until the opportunity is past and that is when we live our lives with regrets. When we are too busy to live life the way it was meant to be lived, then something is lost in the process. Finding balance is difficult, but necessary. Spending time with family is never a wrong choice. Taking time to relax and get away from it all occasionally is also necessary. We need to invest wisely. If we do the returns will be beyond our wildest dreams.
I imagine there will be some sadness in my husband this weekend at opportunities lost, but also an immense deal of pride as he remembers his own eagle court of honor. We will also see our son and enjoy getting to love on him once again, and feed the poor college boy! All a reminder of what life is really all about.
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