A Nice Suit
“My folks always had three meals a day for us but clothes were always a treat.
It might be a pair of pants and a shirt but my folks always made sure it was something that we were able to pick out and it always felt so special. They sacrificed a lot for it.
In fact, my Mom told me a few years ago that in order to provide that my parents didn’t buy new clothes (or much of anything) for well over a decade when we were younger.
With my first real job out of school I was able to take my Dad to a shop and have him pick out a suit of his choice and get it fitted. He’s confessed that it’s one of the moments that’s really stuck with him; he still has that suit and has worn it to both my sister’s and my weddings.
But yeah, some of those feelings and habits don’t really go away. Regarding clothes, they still get worn till they can’t be patched anymore and I loathe to throw them away.
I gotta stop there because this is actually making me surprisingly emotional.”
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