cue the music,
"There is a season ....
and a time for every purpose
I was in the crowd this weekend that turned out
to party in the parking lot
of a long shuttered mall.
All the equipment is there,
ready to start demo on Monday.
Crestwood Mall -
home of some of my most Epic parenting fails!
My oldest son uttered his first 2 word sentence at the counter of Stix, Baer and Fuller...
and my youngest son spent hours one Saturday
with his head lodged firmly between two wrought iron bars of the railing
overlooking the Food Court.
No amount of grease from the nearby fast food venues
allowed his ears to ease back out through the bars;
THAT would take the Fire Department
and a welder cutting a bar loose from its mooring.
I'm not sure what was more vivid -
his bilateral ear bruising or my mortification.
Funny how my shopping patterns changed after the mall closed.
I rarely go to a mall now,
just in and out of the Galleria to the Apple store -
and to freestanding stores,
and then, only for what's needed.
All the memories made me sad, actually.
Not that I miss shopping as a recreational event;
my emphasis has shifted away
from 'things' as a way of determining my worth.
Maybe Amazon is easier,
maybe we have enough malls in this country
and ways of diverting our common attention away
from more important concerns ...
the imminent destruction of the mall was just a stand in
for so many other losses I've felt deeply this week.
I know change is the only constant in life;
that doesn't make it easy to accept.
even when you know that transience
is part of what makes life,
in all its forms,