Treasured Memories

Thanks writers island! I really like this weeks prompt.
It truly made me think about how many treasures are in our lives. Somedays just seem to get to you and you may lose sight of what is really important. Family, Friendships, Love, Community, Health and THE MEMORIES. I treasure the memories that make up my life. The treasured memories I share and the protected treasured memories. The memories of my childrens lives and the memories that my husband has shared so often of his youth, I feel like they are my memories as well. My friends and dear clients shared memories, some amusing some unbearably heartbreaking. Even some Memories of my fellow bloggers have been sweet treasures as well. While I was reading and enjoying Rels touching memory of losing his childhood innocence, it triggered my memory back to the same emotional situation for my own son. When my youngest was 10 yrs. old, he found a wrapped present in my room a few weeks before Christmas with a tag saying 'Love, Santa'. He looked quizzically at me and asked " How is this possible??" Many Lies went through my mind, but because only the week before I had overheard his friends laughing about another boy who "still believed', I decided it was time to have 'the talk'. I remember mentioning that it is about believing in the 'magic of Christmas" and how Santa lives in all of us.( Very Polar Express-ish stuff) Well, Nothing I could have said could have made this devastating blow any softer. How I wish I could go back and choose option B ( Santa delivers early to the good little boys?) but alas his memory is what it is. And mine will always be this.... His loathing look as he said in a crushed voice " I can't explain it right now, but I just don't love you anymore". Oh! a dagger straight on through the evil Mothers heart and out the other side! It took many weeks and many talks with him for him to truly understand my "lying to him for his whole life" and to win his forgiveness. As upsetting as it was... it is still a treasured memory.(Thanks Rel)

Another (less traumatic) treasured memory I would love to share... When expecting my first son.. I had terrible back labor. So while trying to breathe through the strong contractions my husband would rub my back. During one BIG one-He was rubbing in the wrong spot... my pain was lower. I could barely speak through the pain and my lamaze breathing but I managed( through gritted teeth) to mutter " Low, Low". He apparently didn't hear me correctly- He continued to rub much higher than the pain, BUT, he now began BLOW BLOWING in my ear! Only a few minutes After our beautiful son was born I looked at my husband and said 'BLOW?? Why in the world, would you think I would need you to blow in my ear??" We laughed about and told this story for many years.

One of the many things I am loving about blogging is I feel like I am preserving some of lifes everyday moments.... Like when you blog about singing in the car with your husband....Or the time when your cockapoo ran off Or a favorite dance on a silly T.v. show ... Whatever it is. I think by documenting these events in this way, someday I will delightfully re-read them and say "Oh yeah! I had forgotten about that! Creating more lifetime memories to smile about and forever treasure. Thinking of this right now...kind of makes me want to try to blog more often about those little things. After all, the little things can sometimes bring the greatest happiness. :))

the edge of absurdity

This is my little salon decorated for Christmas. YES Christmas, not winter. Today with the sunday scribblings prompt 'Walk', I'd like to take a walk on the edge. The edge of all this Politically correct crap. When exactly did it happen? When did our society get so overly sensitive and INtolerant of the differences of others? I am so sick of going to my sons "winter" concert and not even hearing Jingle bells. A few years back the band actually played "in the good ol' summertime". Our children should learn about how different cultures celebrate their different holidays. It would be educational and very interesting. To bypass every ones beliefs by throwing the 'seasonal' theme into a celebration is denying our kids the education of diversity. No longer is Halloween a celebration in our district... It's the autumn celebration... No more costumes! That offended a few people! So instead of those few keeping their kids home on October 31st, Our kids give up a much loved tradition, further instituting a spiritless school environment.
Easter and passover are known as our Spring Celebration. Give me a break! Cupcakes for a birthday? ARE YOU CRAZY Man? There is SUGAR in those.... Get a crate of clementines and shove a candle in one! ( No wonder suicide is on the rise)
Now to top it all off we are getting on Santas case! Being Fat and saying Ho-HO-HO is apparently OFFENSIVE! Yeah.... There is an epidemic of obesity with the young because the are all emulating St. Nick. It couldn't be all the fast food in their diets and the sedentary life-style they're leading. It couldn't be cupcake deprival is making them crazy. NO! So, now some PC Morons ( btw... I would LOVE to know who THEY are) are proposing that we have Santa slim down and say HA HA HA! Are you Fucking kidding me? Doesn't anyone respect tradition anymore? When did it happen that more people hear HO HO HO and think of loose women instead of an old fashioned chuckle? Are the loose women out there starting this campaign? If so ... Listen up Mamas... If you're a HO deal with it, Santa means nothing personal. He is trying to be jolly in spite of the deranged community he is condemned to ring his bell in.

I found it interesting recently when my ASIAN nail technician (who speaks broken english and has often asked me for corrections) referred to someone Chinese as Oriental. I smiled and explained to him that now a days that is considered Politically incorrect... The term is Asian, Oriental describes a carpet.
( that was the example someone once gave me) He looked at me like my information was absurd, He replied "but She is from the Orient." I agree with him and doubt it was an Asian that started that whole PC alteration....... Who knows who starts these ridiculous corrections, but we can stop them by becoming more tolerant of each other. Give mankind the benefit of the doubt, don't assume he is trying to insult YOU, maybe he is just doing HIS own thing. I remember part of an expression from my youth... You do your thing and I'll do mine and if we should meet.... ( I can't remember I think groovy may have been the next word, if you remember please tell me) Let's change it to 'You do your thing and I'll do mine and if we should meet up in our community I will respect your beliefs and You mine.'

a closer view shows you my tiny CHRISTMAS tree and CHRISTMAS stocking, I also have a sign saying MERRY CHRISTMAS.

I respect and love my non-christian clients and friends and they respect that I celebrate a different holiday than they do, many Love experiencing that difference with my festive decor, music and treats.