By Lynda Ewell
When our daughter was little she loved to make the trip to the corner store with her dad. It didn’t matter what he was going for, a gallon of milk, a loaf of bread or night crawlers to fish with, she loved the ride to the store with her daddy.
The two of them would head out to the truck with a smile and wave. They loved to make this trek together. Just the two of them. It’s amazing how much bonding can happen in such a small amount of time. These are the things that memories are made of. This is how traditions get started. This is how a little girl, who adores her daddy, and a dad who adores his little girl, grow closer. It’s not just the big things that bring people together and solidify relationships. It’s the small, almost mundane everyday things that shape and form us. It’s the ride to the corner store.
One day my husband, Gary, was getting ready to run up to the corner store. Jill, who was 4 at the time, ran to go with him. Obviously it would take both of them to get a gallon of milk. Fifteen minutes later they were back with the milk……and a story.
Gary proceeded to tell the story. They walked into the store hand in hand, got the milk and walked up to the front of the store and got in line. There were several people there this evening. Before they could reach the counter to pay for the milk, Jill looked up at him, her long blonde hair falling down her back, her dark eyes looking at him full of adoration and love. He said he was so proud to be her daddy. Then she smiled and said, “Daddy do you have enough sense to buy me a candy bar?” Not being a quiet child everyone heard her question and started laughing. One guy said, “Man, you don’t really have a choice now, do you?”
Yes, Jill came home with a Snickers candy bar and we had another memory that would be shared with future generations. Smart girl.