The first Halloween I remember took place 28 years ago. My mom was a gigantic mouse, I was a little, black cat. She held my hand as we maneuvered through a crowded gymnasium full of orange and black balloons. I felt safe and special clinging to her grey fur.
Another Halloween, she dressed up as a witch with a rubber, wart-covered nose and read to my first-grade class. Everyone wanted to know our visitor’s true identity. I told no one. Part of me was not completely convinced she really was my mom beneath all that make-up.
A few years later, instead of trick-or-treating, I attended a Halloween party in another kid’s backyard. Beneath a canopy of little glowing lights and a fog of dry ice, we raced around in near-darkness, bobbed for apples, and reached into magic boxes filled with gooey parts, all while dressed like goblins and princesses.
Halloween is alive again. As I reach back to my childhood for the memories I want to create for E., I realize it is not about pillowcases full of candy. It is about make-believe. Next year I want to start a tradition of backyard parties and better-coordinated family costumes. As an adult, I have never truly understood why other grown-ups get so excited about this holiday, until now. Childhood, again.
7 thoughts on “Childhood Again: Ballerinas, Kitties, and Witches”
So beautifully written, O!
I was actually going to text you asking for a pic of little E in her costume! Love the ballerina choice :). I’m sad I don’t get to join in on the dressing up fun this year, but it’s nice to picture fun moments like these in the future.
So fun! My favorite “adult” memory, of course, is the year we all dressed up in college. Miss you friend, hope some of those Halloween memories in the years to come are spent together. 😀
One word that says so much 😉
I’m trying to become a man of fewer words. 😉
I think that’s what makes me most excited about being a mom and raising a little boy. I’m so excited to experience everything again… for the first time. 🙂
Same here! So fun!