Mackenzie's Post Prom Party at the high school actually turned out to be a lot of fun. I wasn't sure I could stay awake that long. However, watching the kids ride the mechanical bull, which is the game that I helped w/, and watching the hypnotist make high school juniors and seniors pretend to be aliens and Elvis and brainless was a riot! I haven't laughed that hard in a very long time. It felt good, and even though I only got about four hours of sleep, they were four deep, uninterrupted hours. How wonderful to be able to share this special day and evening w/ my daughter, and more importantly to have her want to share it w/ me.
My daughter Madison shares a love of sewing that my mother possessed, and a love that eluded me. Thanks to Mom I had plenty of suits, dresses, shorts, and blouses while growing up, as a poor undergrad, and even poorer graduate student. Maddy asked me again today if she could have a sewing machine. I've told her repeatedly that if she asked Papa (my dad), he'd probably let her have Grandma's machine. Today, I heard Maddy in her room calling my mother-in-law, who is a collector of stuff, and anytime we need something she usually has three. When Maddy asked her about a sewing machine, Grandma Burns has four and will gladly part w/ one. I asked Maddy why she didn't want Grandma Miller's, and she just looked at me w/ sad eyes and said she couldn't. She's sewn on that machine before making quilts and clothes during her weeks staying w/ Papa and Grandma Miller so I thought she'd want it for nostalgia, but I guess sometimes nostalgia is just too powerful. Through choked-back-tears, I hugged Maddy and told her that Grandma Miller would want her to have the sewing machine and would be glad to know it was getting used. Mom had little time for things that didn't get used. Maddy still wants to get a sewing machine from her other grandmother, one w/o any sentimental value. I know how hard it is to type on a computer w/ tears in my eyes so I can only imagine what it would be like for her to sew through tears on her grandmother's machine.
So what do mechanical bulls and sewing machines have in common? Today, they showed me the importance of sharing important events and simple moments b/c they are both equal in our memories.
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