Sydney and the LBD

For a few weeks, we’ve been anticipating the passing of a friend, waiting for the end of his pain.  He passed yesterday afternoon.  He was one of Rob’s two best friends and the three of them were together in the room when it happened.  I believe that Rob is good with his good bye and that’s really what counts. 

But, it became obvious that our family needed to be prepared.  So, we talked to Sydney and while Rob did what he needed to do, I did what I was taught to do in the face of death; shop, cook and clean.

First priority, a dress and a haircut for Syd.  I don’t think I need to describe dress shopping with a 15 year old.  If you haven’t seen the movie Texas Chainsaw Massacre then you don’t quite understand.  She’s too old to make her come out with each outfit on, so she takes my camera in and takes pictures of everything and then comes out and we decide.

This one didn’t make it.

This one, that she claimed she found in the dressing room, was a stern NO.  Think funeral.

The one below would have worked for a daytime memorial service.

I think we were both disappointed here.  It didn’t look that short on the hanger.

But, this one was the one.

And, when I saw the picture, I knew it.  She said she knew it when she tried it on.

Then, we went next door for shoes.  And, we ended up with four pair.  After I told her she could have the fourth one (at this point, she had black pumps and we were shopping the clearance aisle), she grabbed me and squealed about how much she loved me.  Who knew.  When I’m feeling blue, I’ll take her out for shoes.

I let her try this pair on.

She looked great in them.  She even knew how to walk.  One foot in front of the other…

hips left

hips right

hips left

hips right

this was a sight

to give dads a fright.

Everybody have a great day.  This is part of life.  Life lasts a long time and you can’t get too bogged down in any one part of it.  You have to remember to find stupid shoes to try on and laugh when the sadness is all around.

Be well.  Lane