It is the most wonderful thing when a memory catches up with one unexpectedly. Maybe it’s the balmy summer night air or maybe it’s the sight of a box of waffle ice cream cones that sat unopened on my kitchen counter top. But, I found myself pulled into a dance that took place half a lifetime ago.
When I just started working, I had rented a room from a landlady. To keep her privacy, I will call her Mrs. C. There was no a/c in her old but cozy house and it was a particularly humid and hot summer. We would open up the windows and run the fans to their max to try dispel the heat. My favorite place in that house was her kitchen. I would watch her cook many hearty, delicious Italian meals which she shared with me most generously. In fact, she was the one who introduced me to white clam linguine. Before that, I had foolishly thought that all pasta dishes were doused in tomato sauce. She called the white clam linguine the easiest pasta dish to prepare and thanks to her, I have prepared it many times for my own family. Dinners with her and her husband, Mr. C, were always followed by ice cream cones.
There was only one flavor to be found in Mrs. C’s freezer. It was her favorite, the butter pecan. I was sitting atop her kitchen counter, savoring the cold, sweet buttery cream mixed with the nutty richness of pecans when she asked me if I knew any ballroom dance. I told her I could dance a basic Waltz and that was really the only ballroom dance I knew. She told me that her favorite was the Foxtrot. She started humming a tune and started moving her feet to the music echoing in her heart. She closed her eyes for just a little bit, as if to will her cherished memory to take hold. Her steps were light and almost giddy. Just as I was about to clap my hands, she took my hand and started dancing with me. She continued to hum and dance while I clumsily, albeit, delightedly, tried to match her steps. Much laughter filled the weathered little kitchen that night and for much of the summer months that I stayed with her.
“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.”
Theodor Seuss Geisel
Last year, I learned that Mrs. C had passed away. We, unfortunately, had lost touch a while back and I am not sure if I ever told her how grateful I am for everything she did for me. I know regrets are futile but oh, how I wish I had reached out to her. She was a friend and a mother to me during my short stay with her, giving me comfort and advice when I needed them. I hope she knew how much she meant to me and how much I treasure my memory of our time together. I will never forget her kindness and the fun we had.
Have your memories caught up with you lately too? I would love to hear from you.
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Wonderful and the quote is awesome 👍
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Thank you for stopping by. Glad you like the quote too. 🙂
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I have had that same experience. Luckily, they can still hear me, even after death.
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I find much comfort in that thought. Thank you for reading and for your comment.
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Oh my. I’m all weepy at this beautiful memory and the sweet wishes at the end. I love how those simple acts of kindness can leave such profound impressions on our lives. I imagine she enjoyed that time as much as you. What a sweet, kind woman, and how wonderful that she was part of your life. I’ll be she knows.
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Thank you for your thoughts, as always. I know that I live for these sweet little moments although I may not always realize it at the time. I hope you are right, that she knows how I feel about her. Have a wonderful rest of the week.
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This post is awesome. It makes me think about the times I shared with my grandma before she passed.
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Glad you liked it and that it made you think of your grandma. Thanks for dropping by.
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Lovely post and quote. Thank-you! 😊
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Thanks for stopping by, Christie. 🙂 Have a great day!
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Delighted to find you and your sweet story on Diana’s blog today… Thanks for brightening my day and piquing beautiful memories of those who have added so much to my own life. 🙂
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Bette, so glad that you enjoyed the post and that it reminded you of your own beautiful memories. These people are such gifts in our lives…I can only hope to do the same for others in my lifetime. 🙂 Thank you for visiting and for your kind words. They mean so much to me, especially coming from such a talented writer such as yourself.
I still can’t believe Diana posted it on her blog. So honored and so thankful. Sweet Diana…her support has been tremendous.
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I know what you mean–sharing the wonderful gifts we’ve been so graciously given. Feeling so blessed and pray that I will be able to pass on those blessings. ❤
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Thank you so much, Diana. So incredibly touched and honored. ❤️
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