Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Born For It

First of all, I feel it's important to mention that I'm actually living my ideal life. All I ever dreamed of doing was being a wife and a mother, and being able to stay home and take care of the needs of my family. I used to think I'd get a job being a hotel maid, because there are few things in life that bring me more pleasure, than making a mess tidy. So, for me, an unexciting day of taking care of house and home, suits me just right. In fact, I was born for it. Which brings me to my next stream-of-consciousness (no time for well-crafted posts).

Yesterday was our annual visit to Santa. Rojo wouldn't dream of not visiting Santa, telling him what he wants (a bear like Max but with a proper nose, remember?), taking a name off the giving tree, finding a gift for that person, having a snack in the food court, then looking at Christmas lights on the way home. STM and Woohoo find it brutal. 99.99% of the population would find it brutal. It is, in fact, brutal. Standing in line with a bunch of babies, toddlers and some kids as old as six or seven, then us. Rojo is now 5'7 and fifteen.

Our plan is always to hit the mall early in the month, and early in the afternoon (right after school). We arrived at 3:00 yesterday, and there was a long line already formed. I took one look at the family and decided I was the only one capable of snaking around the line, and that the others must start in on the giving tree portion of the evening. We separated, I stood in line and Rojo texted me every two and a half minutes for an update. Finally, when we were about four kids from the front, he joined me, meeting my new friends, four-year-old Jaden and his dad.

The 45 minutes in line had given me ample time to get to know Jaden and learn his family's story. Jaden's dad had lost his job, home and family all within two weeks of each other, several months ago. He was now living with his grandparents and had taken the bus there with Jaden to see Santa. He didn't know they'd charge for pictures. He didn't know there would be a small train tantalizing Jaden, but costing $3.50/person for a 3-5 minute ride (racket!). He didn't know that after hearing that story I just had to reach in my wallet and cough up enough money for the two of them to ride the train. After all, Jaden was all excited to ask Santa for a choo-choo train for Christmas.

I didn't explain to Jaden's dad why a mother of a fifteen-year-old would be standing in line. When Rojo joined us I let Rojo speak for himself. "Do you want to see the list I am giving to Santa?" His earnest expression and obvious excitement (and belief) spoke for themselves.

"Sure," said the dad.

Rojo produced the list we'd made the day before and put in my purse so we'd be sure to have it for the big moment:

Teddy Bear
Warm boots
Mint candies
Flavored shampoo

As the man handed the list back to Rojo and he moved up in line that much closer to the goal of seeing Santa, a realization fell upon me, "I was born for this." It really doesn't bother me a bit standing there, holding hands with someone taller than me now, talking about flavored shampoo and teddy bears, reindeer and Santa. I'll take it.

I would not make a good soccer mom. I am no good at cooking, entertaining, decorating, working outside the home, having a house full of kids here doing what a house full of kids do, basically all the things my friends are super good at.

No accidents.


One Mom said...


I think one of the greatest gifts is to have the ability to be grateful for what we have and recognize these moments.

fullsoulahead.com said...

You and Rojo were born for each other since, since before you each were born.

Gorgeous post.

kario said...

I am honestly sitting here just sobbing right now.

You are such a beautiful soul and I am so lucky to know you.

God, you're amazing! Thank you for being you.

Jill said...

you are awesome in every way

Elizabeth said...

I don't know. You're an amazing writer and comedienne. I always sit here and read and giggle in the most light-hearted way.

Thank you. I'm so grateful for that.

Kimberly said...

I love this Carrie. I love reading about someone who loves their live, just as it is. Reading this made me feel so peaceful.

Nancy said...

Goosebumps here. You + Rojo = perfect LOVE.

deb colarossi said...


sending you love as always Carrie.

um.. the wv is carri ???

terry said...

Perfect. You were also meant to meet up with Jaden and his dad. Who else, after all, would have made their day, too!!

Laurie said...

I love this -- BORN FOR IT. Great reminder to stop, sit in stillness and realize you are in the life of your own making...You are where you wanted to be, whether you know it or not! Thank you Carrie!

Amber said...

I, too, love this post. And once AGAIN, you seem to be living in my own head... (I have been thinking about my own true "Mother Archetype"). You are a true mother. You are also a true teacher. And a true love-giver.


Lola said...

Absolutely no accidents! xo