Heads *or* Tails – Heads – Stop *or* Tails – Go
My mother and step-father separated my first year of college. It was a joyful occasion in many ways, life with him had not been good. In an attempt to balance the budget we converted our upstairs to an apartment and rented it out.
The first tenant was a daughter of one of my mother’s coworkers, she and her adorable little boy fit right in. When she occasionally needed help getting him to daycare or someone to watch him we were always more than willing.
As he grew and became more comfortable with my mother driving him to daycare he started interacting with her and the world around them. He loved for the car to go go go, and was always sad when they had to stop. So my mother explained traffic lights to him, how they had to stop on red; but could go on green. Pretty soon he had it down, he would wait patiently at the red light for the second it turned green and then yell, “Go car go!”
I haven’t seen them in years, and we are miles and lifetimes away from those moments, but the sound of his little voice has followed me through the years and each stop light brings a whisper of rememberance, go car go.
A very sweet memory indeed. Isn’t it amazing the things we carry with us inside, and the effect we may have on people, all unknowing?
A sweet memory.
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Nice memory. Sounds like the melding of families helped through transition. Thanks for coming by my blog
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OK… you win for using the words more than anyone else. Cute post.
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Hahah aw such a cute story.
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Nice memory. Thanks for visiting my blog. Please come back.