Tuesday, December 6

Advent Day 5 & 6: Watching My Mom Do Her Makeup

It might seem like an odd memory to have, but I loved our bathroom in the house I gee up in. It wasn't anything special with tile or paint, but I loved it because it had a huge mirror, and then on the side wall, where the door was, there was a smaller mirror so you could angle it and see the back of your hair.
Also, the counter was huge and when my mom would get ready she would spread all her makeup on it and I would just sit on the toilet (not using it) and watch her get ready.

I was always fascinated with makeup, I still am to this day. I don't wear a ton, but sitting in that bathroom watching her is where I learned so much. Curling eye lashes, how to tilt your head to apply mascara and how to pluck eyebrows. I would sit there staring for an hour, just observing and learning.   , playing with her makeup as she would go.

I remember thinking my mom was so beautiful and always smelled so pretty.


Around Christmas my mom and Jones would go out more than normal because of staff parties and then New Years. I loved when they would go out, it didn't happen often, but that's when we would get pizza and my own full can of pop, which was pretty much the greatest thing in the universe.

Weird the things that you remember.

When we would all go to my parents friends Christmas gift exchange, that was always my favourite party ever. My parents have THE GREATEST friends. They are all still friends now and when my mom got sick every single one of them was there to help in one way or another.

After mom died and some friends came over with wine, I had a discussion with one of my moms oddest friends, she said to me that my mom had a way of making everyone feel welcome, even if she had just met them. She told me mom was always the life of the party and made sure most every party had a theme, decorations from the dollar store and that there were always prizes. It's weird to think that at the time i thought they were ridiculous and now, kinda miss them.


Today:

I am grateful for health.

I am grateful for my parents dear friends who continue to care for and watch out for Jones.

I am grateful for coffee and its magical powers after another long night of no sleep with a puppy.









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