*dandelion photo by Melissa T
Coughing, sneezing, and feverish, Melissa woke up at 4:30 am, gasping for air. It’s times like these I would sincerely love to trade places with my children. It is so dreadful to see them suffer. Nasty virus. Sarah and Sabrina were not 100%, but insisted they were well enough to do schoolwork, as they argued they would rather get it done now, and bank some fun time when they are feeling better. We did cancel all our outings, included piano lessons and art classes.
After Melissa was resting comfortably in the living room, I decided it might be a good time to get a few errands accomplished, and so I headed out, Santa-like, with big bags headed for the thrift shop donation center. As usual when heading to the thrift store, I practically have to sneak out, as no one wants to get rid of anything around here, especially my husband. I can understand his reasoning. What if someday I might want to use that 30-year-old racquetball racket from college? (don’t worry, John, if you are reading this, it is still there in the garage) Or the “lp” player from grade school? (In case you are of the much younger generation, “lp” stands for “long play” records which we used to entertain ourselves with before the age of Pandora and Spotify) The girls, of course, are sentimental about everything. I do try to be careful about what I pass along, but my personal feeling about it is that we should share what we don’t use anymore, or things we might have duplicates of. Do we really need those 5 jackets? Or 30 stuffed animals? I like to think someone else can enjoy them for a while, instead of letting the moths destroy them in my closet (just trying to get the idea across, I don’t think we harbor moths!)
Anyway, I grabbed the bags to head off to Goodwill. This time I was alone, with nobody with me to inquire, “Mom, what’s in those bags? What are you giving away?” But I was going to surprise myself today. For peeking through the semi-transparent garbage bag was Dolphin Pillowpet and Glow-in-the-Dark Doodle Bear. What was I thinking? Dolphin Pillowpet and Glow-in-the-Dark Doodle Bear have been with us for so long, they almost felt like part of the family. Choking back emotion, I forced myself to hand over the treasures to the attendant… but not before reaching in and grabbing Doodle Bear first. Buckling him in, I reasoned “Really what’s the hurry?”, as I headed back home.
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** Note to the Reader- Today’s narrative is part of our family’s school journey from a few years ago, during my eldest daughter’s senior year in high school, a rather emotional year, with its many ups and downs. Every day’s blog entry coincides with a day from that special year. It can be read from the beginning by selecting the “Ring the School Bell 180” category on the side bar. Commence with the narrative, “The School Bell- What comes to mind when ‘you’ hear that bell?” and follow along with us day-by-day through the school year. Hope you will join us!
May God shower blessings on your family as he has on mine. Annette