Yesterday was my brothers 23rd birthday. Like all siblings we argue a lot, especially lately, but I still love him and wanted to make sure his birthday was extra special so we made him his favorite food, bought him the cake of his choice, and for a gift I got him something that brought tears of happiness to both our eyes. As kids, dad spoiled the crap out of us both. We asked for it and we'd get it, no matter how many toys we already had. Our favorite toy was always the Penguin Slide. It's a toy with little penguins that go up motorized, escalator type stairs and then slide down a slide then up the escalator again. We'd sit there and watch it do the same thing over and over and as 4 and 2 year olds thought it was the coolest thing. Of course we'd always lose the penguins and dad would re-buy us the toy at least once a month until he passed away when I was 5. He wasn't there to buy us the toy anymore and mom wasn't the spoiling kind. For years as a grown up I looked and looked in all toy stores hoping I'd find the toy with no success. Getting it online was always an option but I never did look for it online. While Christmas shopping last Friday, as we're walking out to leave, from the corner of my eye I saw it. There it was, penguins going up the escalator and all and I fought hard not to cry in front of my friends. I couldn't believe that I was looking at it. After looking for it for so long, there it was. 20 years from when I last played with it, It found me. I bought 2 of them, one for me and one for my brother which I gave to him for his birthday. I couldn't wait to give it to him. That toy, it wasn't just a toy to us. It was a reminder of our dads kind heart and just how much he loved us and how happy he always wanted us to be. I gave it to him prepared to cry. I knew he'd cry too when he saw it, which he did so there we both were, tearing up as we watched the penguins go up the stairs then down the slide. Remembering our father and the love he always gave us. The love of our father that we both miss terribly and wish he was still here to give us.
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