As we are getting ready for this Halloween I am reminded of all the past Halloween celebrations when I was a child. The thinking is actually comparing the current costume situation with all those of my childhood. I never got to be what I really ever wanted to be because I had to wear what we already had or could make easily. Sound familiar? Well, it is deja vu all over again at the M household. G is wearing a costume that is homemade because of cost for one and because of her own dis-like of dressing up as anything that is sold as Halloween costumes anyway.
But costumes aren't the only memory I have of past Halloweens. I have one memory of being so sick I didn't get to trick or treat or even go to school for the party. I also have a memory of me begging mom to let me go through a haunted house. I begged and pleaded so much that she let me go but
You would think I would have more empathy for G's fears knowing how fearful I was as a child. I don't and this post is about me anyway, but aren't they all?
Anyboo, that was literally the most heart stopping event of my life. I don't know how I managed to survive, truly frightful. When I left the haunted house I know I was in a run so fast that I really don't remember actually even touching the ground. I also remember jumping into my mom's arms which was remarkable in that she was sitting in the middle of the cab of a pick up truck and I literally jumped up over everyone and into her arms crying hysterically while I believe she told me "I told you so" or something comforting like that.
So the lesson I learned from that, don't go to haunted houses for fun 'cause they so ain't! That and not to giveinto the begging and pleading of a fearful child under any circumstance.
Head over to the The SITS Girls for more Halloween pasts.