In early high school I discovered my "enjoyment" of shopping.
My mom the darling that she was. . .really never did feel the sheer delight of the shopping trip. Being the baby girl in the family and the last one to finish school. . .and the last one to leave home. . .it became the Friday after school ritual for me. . and my mom. . .and my dad. .(my beloved who I was already dating at the time worked on Friday nights after school) to go to the local mall. . .all seven stores.. . have dinner at Woodwards. . and do a lap in the mall .. .for what I have no idea.
During this time, I began to notice that girls would discuss going shopping for the weekend. . . . Away.
Upon their return. . .the stories of the amazing malls across the line. . (meaning. . .the US) would sound so tantalizing. . .so girly. . . and of course they had clothes, that could never be found on this side of the border. I thought to myself, someday, I will have daughters. . .since I had no sisters. . and I will go shopping for the weekend across the line. . . .(meaning the US).
Now, you have to know, I married a man that has been a dear, he likes to shop. . and I have always been amazed at my good fortune in his often . . . "do you want to go shopping . . or something?". . .I'm usually in the car before he finishes expressing his thoughts.
I've gone to women's conferences a few times, squeezing in a few hours of shopping between "sessions'. . .but that just isn't the same. The focus is different . . .good, but different.
I wanted the shop till you drop shopping trip. . .not necessarily emptying the bank account. . .just once having my fill, of looking and trying on . . .and lunches, and coffee's . . . and dinner late. . .and movies and . . girl talk. . all that, is what I have waited for my whole life.
This weekend the men folk in the family went camping with "all terrain vehicles" . . to a place that knows not even a out house. My beloved (knowing me well) .. .saw this as my big opportunity .. .and so the plan was hatched. . and my dream began to be a reality. . .
I packed my daughters by love in my car .. .and we drove across the line to Bellevue Square Mall in Washington State. We stayed in The Marriot three blocks from the mall, we located the nearest. . .coffee establishment. . and the Cheesecake Factory. .
Aside from the nastiest cold, I could ever imagine my good fortune to spring on me. . .I had a wonderful time. I spent a bit more time listening than normal .. . which I would likely lacked the wisdom to to accomplish on my own .
Tucked into bed on Friday night watching Mama Mia, I thought to myself, this is what women have been doing with their daughters, and their sisters for years.
If you haven't been doing this. . and you have sisters. . or you have daughters. . .perhaps it hasn't seemed like such an amazing thing to do, but . . ah. . we are all wired so differently aren't we?
I did wonder. . at one point in my life, why would this seem like such a wonderful thing for me to do. . .when I haven't that "sister" or "daughter" to do it with. . .
Recently, I've supposed that .. .perhaps being wired with a particular bend towards enjoying an activity isn't necessarily a license to deserve. . but rather to appreciate the value of how God makes us all unique and one of a kind. I believe that I learned a bit of patience, in the waiting for this time in my life. . .and I learned that envy doesn't speed the process up.
Like enjoying a delicious meal . . .savouring each bite, and enjoying the tart, the sweet, the tang, and the texture. . . I enjoyed this weekend. It wasn't that I necessarily wanted someone to stand and watch and offer opinions on my selections. . though that was delightful. It was equally wonderful for me to consider that someone . . .a girl .. was asking what I thought about their selections. I could have just watched them try on all day. . .the reward was in the time spent.
I learned some time ago that God wired me to feel loved when someone chooses to spend time with me. "Someones". . . .chose to spend a weekend with "me". . I felt loved. Others may value affirmation, acts of kindness .. .or affection .. .we are indeed all a bit different.
If I never get to do it again .. .I'll be forever grateful that I got to taste the fun of being with girls who are mine. . and who chose to be with me. . .(as pathetically sick as I was .. and they even were gracious with my nocturnal freight train impressions. . .). .
Imagine. . .someone. . .running down to the lobby at night. . .to fetch you a cup of tea, with lemon. . .and honey. . . . is that not just the sweetest thing?
OH .. what did I buy? Who cares. .. it never was about the buying. . .
Have a wonderful day my friends. .. . .the boys are back, and the laundry has commenced.