A Mama and Her Son
Ray and I are away from home so much that if I am going to buy anything new to wear, I shop online; or I occasionally run into a store when we have a little time between this and that. You can ask me where I got something, but I might not remember. “Well . . . let me think. Did I get this in Kansas City or Cincinnati? Hmmmm.” The stores blend together.
We were out of town recently with a brief window of opportunity and I decided to do a little looking. The main thing I wanted was a tunic. I found only two. One was a nice long-sleeved one for fall, but it had two problems: it wasn’t on sale and I wanted something to wear now. The other one was a size too big. However, they did have their $9-a-pair tights on clearance for $2.70. I got six pairs of basic black, one pair of charcoal, and one with a diamond pattern (that will take a bit of bravery to wear) and was jumping-up-and-down excited (that’s an expression I use; I didn’t really jump up and down!).
- 8 for the Price of 2.4! And I remember where I got this shirt. When we were in Winston-Salem for the North Carolina homeschool convention, I ran into a Mast store and scoped it out while waiting to be seated at the restaurant across the street. We went back after supper. It’s a fun life and I’m not expecting to rust out — wear out, maybe — but not rust out!
As I shopped, I saw a woman about 70 years old, standing outside a dressing room in a pretty floral sheath. About the same time, I saw her 40-45 year old son. He was a burly, manly kind of man, the kind of man who could be in a commercial for Bass Pro Shops®.
He was holding her purse.
He found a pretty black lace sheath dress and said, “How about this one, Mom?”
She tried it on.
He said, “You look good in that, Mom.”
I just had to ask Ray for the little slip of paper he keeps in his pocket to take notes — and to loan me for taking notes — and to take notes for me when I say, “Ray, would you please write down . . . ”
When she went to the check-out to pay for the pretty black lace sheath dress, I asked her, “How did you raise a son who is willing to go shopping with you and hold your purse?”
Her son joined her at the counter and I told them, “I’m impressed with both of you.”
This was no tottering little old lady. She looked extremely capable and able to take care of herself (thank you very much). This was a mother and son on a mission together.
. . . let her rejoice who gave birth to you.
Proverbs 23:25
. . . with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves;
do not merely look out for your own personal interests,
but also for the interests of others.
Philippians 2:3-4
That’s what I saw on a Saturday morning.
Okay, I have to ask, how DID she raise a son willing to shop with her and hold her purse!? I’m needing some pointers here, my boys are not in that camp!
Well, three people have asked me that question and none of you are going to like my answer. The mama with the 40-45 year old son didn’t answer my question about how she reared a son who would do that!