Growing up

I did something remarkable yesterday.

I put another small rug in my bathroom.

Now that may not sound special to you, but let me explain where I come from.

My mother took all our really beautiful stuffed animals and hung them around the perimeter of our childhood bedroom so they could be seen, but not touched, or dirtied, or worn out. Years later we threw them all out when bugs got into the sacks in the attic where they had been stored.

One of my children gave me coupons for Christmas and I was so in love with them that I saved them and never used them. What a disappointment to that child!

We had a formal living room we seldom used except for pictures and very special occasions so it would always look nice to other people.

I grew up with a "company" complex. Much of what we did, or had, that was special, or nice, was saved for other people to enjoy -- not us. It was the way of many people back then.

Times change. People change. I have changed.

I have changed in many ways, but yesterday I put down a beautiful little rug for my feet to enjoy after a shower and while brushing my teeth. Others may enjoy it too, but it is no longer carefully rolled up and put away until company comes.

That is a sign that I am still growing up!