Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Some Things Remain Constant

Tonight was Girl's Night. We enjoyed a fast casual dinner and the girls jumped at the opportunity for a random weekday trip to the mall in our former hometown. With a few giggles, they asked if they could cut through the sand play area as we were walking towards the entrance. I nod, smile, and give them the green light to go for it. I watched them from afar, flashing back to years ago when we spent countless playdate hours in the same exact spot. Baby wipes, hand sanitizer, toddler arguments and tears over the coveted dump truck, spilled snacks, huddling the masses under one umbrella, vividly recalling the one friend from playgroup who always tried to escape through the bars into the water installation. Now my oldest could earn money to care for the toddler happily collecting all the shovels to keep right next to his sandcastle in progress. Her women's size 9 Birkenstocks fill with sand, she stops to dump them out just like when she was a little girl, and I realized some things remain constant even through years of change.

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