Am I Turning Into My Mother?

                                                                                                 Julie Kemp Pick


I'll never forget  many years ago when my grandmother went on a blind date. My mother had fixed her up with a wonderful man who had taken her out for a lovely dinner. They were both approaching 80, and this man had the energy to offer to take her dancing. The night was young, and it was a beautiful spring Saturday, but she declined. Then he asked if there was somewhere else she'd rather go. Well he was a gentleman, and an excellent driver, so why not go to Jewel Foods. Who cared that she was wearing her best dress and he was in a suit? She needed to stock up on some groceries, and now was as good a time as any. Needless to say, she never saw him again.

At the time, my mother couldn't believe that my lively grandmother chose a cold cucumber over a hot potato.  She would've loved if her boyfriend took her out dancing. I was single then, and would've gladly gone dancing down the aisles at the Jewel if someone had asked me.

Today, my mom loves spending the day at the grocery store. She loves the free coffee, and combing the aisles in search of a deal. She eats like a bird, but still spends hours surveying the produce, and ordering an eighth of a pound of deli meat. After she never fully recovered from a spinal fusion, she relies heavily on her walker, but at the grocery store she is able to glide through the aisles like a red-headed, green-eyed goddess, with her cart as her chariot.

My brother says that I will be just like her when I get older, because we saw our mother turn into our grandmother. Well our grandma lived to be 93, without ever getting a wrinkle, and my mother is a beautiful woman who turns heads wherever we go. Just the other day, I was thrilled when her pharmacist thought we were sisters. If my brother is right, I would be delighted to age as well as my mom and grandma. However, I solemnly swear, as long as there is pizza delivery, I will not ask my boys to take me grocery shopping.  




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