It all started with a Snickers Bar. A seemingly insignificant moment turned memorable. So memorable, in fact, that I have told my children on multiple occasions. It's a surefire way to watch them build from a little giggle to rolling-on-the-floor laughter.
A Snickers Bar. I never suspected it. I should have. The lurking. The shivers up my spine. The stare. It bore a hole through the back of my head. But I went for it. I was young and full of fortitude. My inexperience was glaring, just ripe for the picking. I moved with the grace of a newborn foal toward the closet door; the prize behind it calling to me like Pavlov's bell. Salivation dulled my senses and I lost all control. I threw the door open haphazardly and grasped at the familiar rectangular shape. The wrapping fumbled beneath my fingers...unaware.
I heard the footsteps first before I realized what was happening. I was captured, brought to the floor and stripped of my precious chocolate all in a matter of seconds. Her style. Her grace. They were unmatched. I couldn't deny her a smile as she devoured the bar in front of my baffled face.
That day I was taught a very valuable lesson:
Keep your mind on the prize...and your eyes on the competition.
Or...offer to share your chocolate.
Nah...just keep your eyes on your competition.
Forever and always I will eat a Snickers Bar with a huge smile on my face...
and hunched in a corner looking over my shoulder.
I love you, Aunt El, more than words could say.