Plastic Promises

Hi Everyone! As many of us are focused on different schedules during the Holiday Season, I thought perhaps a story post might be a good idea for this week and next. The regular format is scheduled to resume January 5, 2019.
Plastic Promises; A Childhood Story
It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever touched; smooth and cool, with tiny, rippling valleys and peaks. Mesmerized, I would watch as it caught the light from the kitchen window; casting an orange and ruby red reflection into the kitchen sink and across her apron. At two years old, I wasn’t familiar with magic yet, but if I were, I would have known this was it!
Thinking back, I’m sure the painted color-finish of this small, heavy-base glassware, that I’d fallen in love with, was already well worn by the time I first laid eyes on it. After all, it had been held by several hands in my mother’s family for almost 40 years. Though to this day, in my mind’s eye, I picture it as it looked through my eyes at the time; the same way my mother described it: Beautiful, special, and very fragile; a treasure to handle with care. I recall longing to hold it on my own; it became my Holy Grail (as much as anything can be a Holy Grail in a toddler’s mind).
If Mom knew how much I wanted to wield it independently, I don’t remember her letting on. Every time she would pour me a beverage, she made a point of reminding me how proud she was that I was drinking from a ‘big girl’ open-top Tupperware tumbler. As you may have guessed, no longer was I enchanted with Tupperware plastic, lid or not. Even the privilege of carrying ‘big kid plastic’, anywhere I pleased, was a moot point after seeing ‘the red cup’.
And so it went, for less than a year, until the day I’d been waiting for arrived: A major breakthrough in my appeal to use the “red cup”! As I understand it from Mom, the winning plea for my case was presented as she stood at the kitchen sink. My little face tilted upward, my little voice offering up a new bargaining chip: “My promise is plastic, Mommy.” Looking down at me, a little puzzled, she asked what I meant. “My promise is plastic, it’s not like the red cup; it won’t break.” I would swear I have firsthand recollection of relishing the way my tiny fingers fit “just right” in the tiny valleys, between the tiny peaks
I’m glad to say, I never did break the ultimate treasure I was trusted with. I should also mention as a side note, even if it had broken through some misfortune, as long as it did not involve me horsing around, my promise would be considered kept. Mom handled such things with the motto “accidents happen”.
During my adulthood, the red cup came up every now and then during our conversations. More than once, Mom suggested it would be lovely to submit our memory to Reader’s Digest.* One of the last promises I made to her was, one day I would try. I’m getting closer, Mom! And yes, I’ve read through the submission guidelines; publishing any portion here should not disqualify submission. (Mom also taught me to do my best at thinking ahead when it comes to keeping promises.)
Thank you for trusting me Mom; not only to use the “beautiful, special, and very fragile” heirloom juice glass, but also for taking the time and having the patience to teach me, at a very young age, about the difference between breaking promises and keeping them. For while I may have made the connection between drinking-ware and keeping my word, I’m certain the fundamentals used in my two-year-old’s-logic did not appear to me out of thin air; it came from the same source as the majority of my positive principles: My wise and loving mother.
(*Reader’s Digest, established in 1922, is a general-interest family magazine. It was one of my mother’s favorites.)
Wishing everyone the peace, comfort and joy that come with a positive outlook! My sincere good thoughts will be with you this Holiday Season; enjoy!!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
With kindest regards always,
Holley ~
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Holley
Welcome! If you would like to get to know who is authoring this blog a little better, I've shared some background on myself in the 'About' page; located in 'Menu' at the top of home page. Very much looking forward to sharing topics and suggestions with you which have contributed to my own positive outlook on life, as well as providing information you are welcome to utilize in nurturing your own life's journey. Truly hope you find this blog to be a bright spot in your days, and enjoy the rewards that come with a positive outlook! ~ Holley
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Lovely post xxx
Thank you kindly, Kuljeet. A joy to share a bit of my memories with you, my friend! xxx
Oh Holley you kept your promise to your mom! What a lovely story! Your mother’s trust and love for you is now passed down to us readers. In doing so, we get to sip from the Holy Grail of Holley’s memory! I am glad I read this on Christmas, for it is more endearing to me! I wish a Merry Christmas to you and your family!
Oh, Vashti, I love how you always hone in on the true emotion. Means much to me especially with this recollection, as it has very deep personal meaning to me. I’m so happy that you let me share this bit of my heart with you; the fact that it impacted you adds to it’s specialness! Thank you, my lovely friend; wishing you and yours a loving and inspiring Holiday Season!!
Such a beautiful story Holley, it touched my heart. Thanks so much for sharing it, and the reflections also. Wishing you much peace and love at this special time of year
Love Helen
Merry Christmas, Helen! Very much appreciate being able to share a bit of my childhood with you. This interaction is particularly dear to me and truly warms my heart as well. I can just imagining how much the brief, but precious, moment must have meant to her, in order for her to keep it alive for decades. Feeling so lucky she did; amazed at how an otherwise ‘ordinary day’, so many years ago, continues to impact my life. (Lol, we really got great mileage for a few seconds of mom/daughter time!) Happiest of Holidays to everyone, my lovely friend! Talk with you soon ~ Hugs