It really doesn't take much to create a memory. Note the word 'create'. Lots of memories happen without any pre-planning required. But some take just a little effort.
It can be as simple as hiding Easter eggs for an almost 13 year-old boy (one week away!) and an almost 10 year-old girl (just another month!) in an apartment. Yes, an apartment. We used to have a large yard to hide them in. Trees, bushes, wispy fountain grass, daisies...all made for the perfect hiding spots.
These days it's an apartment with older kids whom, at first tell you, they're too old for an Easter Egg Hunt. Until they walk in the door from a weekend away from home, spot two baskets on each of their beds. One full of a very modest amount of goodies, but they're thrilled, nonetheless. And another basket that's empty. Because there are about 3-4 dozen eggs hidden around their rooms, living room and patio.
All of the sudden, the kids who were too old to hunt Easter Eggs are knocking each other down to try and find them.
When you're left with a minimal amount of 'things', a certain hunger begins to get rid of the rest of the waste. So much of what we all have is unnecessary. Me included. I've got so much down in my garage/storage that I need to donate. Maybe other people need it. And if not, I surely don't, because it's collecting dust.
Just give me my two Egg-Hunters and let requests like, "Momma...will you read me a book while I take a bubble bath?" continue to be happen on a regular basis and for as long as possible. Even though she cracks the bathroom door now. You know...modesty has hit. :)
Things and friends in our lives come and go. You can't really count on any of it.
But my kids are my foundation.
They...I cherish
They...I can always count on.
They...are all I really need.
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