When my grandchildren were very young they were convinced I was magic. Not only would my friend, Aurora Dawn, the tooth fairy, write them letters every time they lost a tooth, but I, myself, could make miraculous things happen.
When Shanna and Adric, my daughter Lisa’s twins, were 2, they stayed with us one summer while their parents and big brother Chris went on vacation. We had a rash of heavy storms that year and the twins were very frightened by the thunder.
I sat them in their high chairs facing a large window to watch the storm and each time I saw a flash of lightening, I’d smile and say, “More thunder please,” and, not surprisingly, the thunder obeyed. Shanna and Adric were enthralled. If Ayesha could summon the loud noise, she could control it and make it stop. After a while, the rain lessened and the sun came out, bringing with it a magnificent rainbow.
“How did you do that?” Adric asked, and my reputation as a maker of magic was complete. These are the little day-to-day happenings that make life so memorable.
My friend Marcia had a very interesting moment. She was driving a group of her women friends to the mall when their car was stopped by a very tall, very blond police officer wearing very dark glasses. The quintessential cop. After the officer had checked her license and registration, Marcia, a retired operatic diva, looked up at the policeman and said, “Come on officer, give me a kiss!”
The ladies were shocked as the young man bent down and gave her a lip-smacking smooch, then waved her off. To this day, Marcia has never divulged that the police officer was her godson and her reputation as a joker and risk-taker remains intact.
Marcia also had an interesting moment with one of my cats named Mehitabel. We were sorting papers, probably for March of Dimes, when Mehitabel jumped up and scattered everything hither, thither and yon. “Bad cat,” Marcia said as she pushed him away and began to gather together our ruined work. As we started over, Mehitabel jumped up again and began rubbing himself on Marcia’s arm.
“Look,” she said, “he’s trying to apologize.” Suddenly the cat raised his paw and before Marcia could make a move, slapped her across the cheek, turned his back and walked haughtily away, with a look on his face that said, “That’ll show them who’s boss!”
This incident happened more than 30 years ago and Marcia still talks about being one-upped by a cat,
My sister Nell tells the story of when her son, Owen, was in the process of choosing a college and had been invited to visit the Carnegie Mellon campus. One night at dinner he looked up and said with a sigh, “I don’t know where I’m going.”
“How profound,” my sister thought, and began to counsel him. “Nobody knows where we are going in life...” Owen interrupted her, a bit confused. “In life?” he asked. “No, in Pittsburgh!” We try to anticipate our children’s every need and sometimes it’s simply the need for driving directions and a road map!
Of course all this took place before GPS and “ask Alexa” and has become not only a moment in memory, but a moment in history, as well.