Monday, May 27, 2013

happiness is only real when shared

We're going on a road trip soon.

We'll end at the ocean and we'll celebrate a dear friend's wedding in the sand.

We're packing light and renting an economy car to make the trip.

Today my Mom and Dad had a Memorial Day cookout with all our of family.  And before I left our house I boxed up a bunch of my plants for my Dad to care for while we're gone.  I also brought some plants I grew from seeds for my parents and grandparents.

(I'm really starting to sound like a hippy.)

My Grandma told me she had a small gift for me, and I told her I had one for her too.

She gave me a card from her and my grandpa with a bit of money for our trip.

Then she told me a story about when she was my age with her babies and how they were out of cash and ATM's weren't around... how they wanted to take a boat ride but all they had were checks.  Then she just happened to find a five dollar bill in her wallet... and they got to go on their boat ride.  She said, "You should always have a little cash on you."

I gave her the "tickle me" plant I grew from seeds.  She loved it, said she'd never seen anything like it.  I told her every grandparent should have one.

Later when I was unpacking our things... and I re-opened the card to re-read it again (I always rush reading a card in front of someone, it's a bad habit) I finally noticed the total she gave me.  It was much more than I had thought or ever expected.  I called her and said, "Grandma, holy crap... that was very kind and generous."  She laughed and said, "I didn't think you noticed how much was there."  I thanked her again and promised an awesome post card (sounds lame, but I have an iphone app where you can take a photo and send it as a post card).

I'm excited for our trip.  I'm excited that others are excited for us.  It will be full of memories... and I hope the typical road-tripping excitement.

I can't wait to smell the ocean again.

Smell is the strongest sense tied to memory.  I remember landing in New Orleans and opening the airplane doors and I could just smell the ocean.  The air was so different.  I always took a deep breath in Louisiana.



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