I was recently grocery shopping and as I walked through the frozen aisle something caught my eye
It was a gallon tub of ice cream.
“Party size” it’s called
It brought back some fond memories of my childhood.
It was this type of tub that my mother used to buy for my sisters and I.
But it isn’t the ice cream I remember… no
It’s the container.
When we would finish the ice cream my mother would wash it out and save it
Then on any given day she would cut up some fruit, place it in the tub, and we would walk to the park.
I guess It made a pretty good repurposed picnic basket now that I think of it. It does have a pretty neat handle after all.
So there we’d go walking to the park, taking turns carrying the tub
Sometimes we would play basketball and afterward we would sit on the grass, talking and eating our fruit.
To be honest I don’t remember any of those conversations
But the fruit in our ice cream tub, oh I remember that.
I think it’s interesting how popular repurposing items seems to be nowadays. sometimes I think of all the things our parents and grandparents repurposed then.
The homemade salsa in butter containers,
Sewing supplies in holiday cookie tins,
The drinking cups that were once jars of mole.
Sometimes I think man, they were really ahead of their time.
But maybe they just got it.
And I think I’m starting to get it too.
Because the truth is,
That life is all about the little moments that seem to go unnoticed in our lives.
The everyday actions we don’t think twice about
Until one day you walk down a grocery aisle
Or you open up a kitchen cupboard
and you think hey!
I have a funny story about that.
And so here I am shopping for my own children now
Staring down at the gallon tubs of ice cream and smiling.
I notice the people around me who also seem to pause for a minute and I wonder…
are they thinking of their mothers?
So today lets wash our gallon tub,
cut up some fruit,
Walk to the park.
You knew then what I’m learning now.
And what my kids will hopefully one day know too.
And I can’t help but remember myself as a child
All the things She envisioned for her future self.
But all those visions
and wildest dreams she had
none of them involved sharing fruit with her children from a repurposed ice cream container.
So why then,
Is that all I want now?