My mom always had a large collection of purses. She and my dad traveled a lot and she was often in search of the best travel purse. Then, she would pick up purses in their different destinations or on the cruise ships. When we first moved her from her house, we brought a few of her purses with her. Over the last year, we have removed them so that she now has just one purse. She would lose things, like her keys or her lipstick or her wallet, and we would end up looking everywhere for them, including in all of the purses. She always wants a purse with her, but she really didn’t need several.
So, now she has one, but it does have several compartments, so it still makes it interesting when she is looking for things. Only now, she will go to look for something and really have no idea what she is looking for in all of the compartments. So, we remind her what she is looking for and she continues. This sometimes goes on for quite some time.
The latest fun thing is that we never know what is going to be in the purse! Sometimes there are sticks that she picks up from outside, sometimes her change is loose all over her purse instead of being her wallet. Sometimes there is a toothbrush or an old treat from the vending machine. Recently, I looked in her purse to make sure she had sunglasses, as we were going outside, and there was a bra! As my sister pointed out, you really never do know when you might need an extra bra.
Yesterday, I went there and we took a longer walk. The weather had finally turned cooler and so I thought it would be great to go for a nice walk by the woods and the stream. I brought my dog and off we went. She was doing well, analyzing what the dog was thinking and feeling. We stopped by the main creek area for a bit and listened to the rippling of the water. The way back is mostly uphill and my mom started sweating. We stopped to rest and she opened her purse to find a tissue. She could not find one, so after a minute more we kept going, heading back to her place. Just as we approached the parking lot, she opened her purse again to look for a tissue. “Aha,” she said, “I found it.” I was feeling relieved and then surprised as she pulled a little Mickey Mouse out of her purse!
The purse of wonder had struck again! Who knew that Mickey had accompanied us on the walk. It is so hard to keep a straight face in those situations, but it is great to have moments that make me smile, even if I have to keep it on the inside.