When MJM was 7 years old she went swimming with the dolphins. This may sound like a simple, fun activity. But it was much more. In fact I have referenced this as life changing.
She changed. She saw something she wanted, and conquered any fears she had around getting in the water, being away from her sister and parents, swimming with an animal 25 times her size. After this she fell in love with activities where she could control her fear. Roller coasters and haunted houses moved to the top of her list (now anyone who knows her sister REM would assume with her personality that this was her gig, let me confirm that that child is much more like her mom and would choose to stay away or online shop rather than put yourself in this situation).
Somewhere close to the dolphin adventure MJM decided she wanted to work at a Haunted House. She has looked at, explored, talked about and been a participant at every Haunted House in town (and most out of town - except for NYC because it was June and I refused to go).
This season she applied for and finally made this goal come true. I will tell you, I have never been so proud of this girl. She has given up every weekend for the past six weeks. She has gone so far out of her comfort zone. Every night the bloody pic she sends me warms my heart. My beautiful girl and ugly herself up well. Her passion has been so strong she even convinced CEM to work one night with her.
With the end of this season I know she'll grieve not being there with her new found friends. This was not just a Haunted House. It wasn't just learning the art of the scare. This too was life changing............
I am often annoyed that there is such a focus on this device we carry in our hand (camera, mobility, there's an app for that) and less of a focus on solving real problems (cancer, world hunger, power).
Regardless I love technology when it's used for helping pick out my outfit.
The assistance required
Sent to So Cal and Oklahoma. (And sought Tarzan opinion) Unanimously black boots and dress were picked.
When I was CEMs age, my sister got suckered into the Columbia House tape club (I do realize how much this will age me - not one of my children will know what this is and how frustrating it was for a teenager to get out of a contract because you taped a penny to a paper card and mailing it off for 12 free records — insert fine line that you signed up for membership and the promise of future purchasing)
The biggest benefit of the club is they would sometimes send her "popular" albums (children - this was great exposure to cool, new music. Specifically for young fans who had never known a world called the Internet or Amazon) that was delivered right to your door. The door so far away that even pizza delivery wasn't possible.
Of all these deliveries - Lover Boy "working for the weekend" was one of my favorites. This song was often played above the correct decibel while I did my chores. One problem. My mother hates the album cover. Hated it so bad that it had to be discarded and a homemade insert for the cassette tape was created.
Over the course of being a mother I have come to realize the disdain my own mom had for songs like "Jack and Diane" and anything by the Violent Femmes.
Yesterday when decibels were too loud in car my and I was enjoying a new song CEM has at her fingertips. I saw the album cover.
And 1981 called. I laughed, I drew the comparison, and then listened to her music downloaded - without having to tape the penny.