Jean and The Hand-Me-Down Suit

I had three older sisters to idolize, but they were significantly older (teenagers when I was born).  Because of that age difference I really never got to be one of the crowd — just the little sister they all babysat for and, well, babied.

Because of our age differences, I was always in a different phase of life than them.  So when I was a young stay-at-home mom with very small children, they were parents of almost adult children and back out in the working world.

My uniform during that time of my life was a sweatshirt and jeans with my hair pulled back in a ponytail (and no make-up).  Beautiful clothes were just not in the cards right then — things our children needed and groceries and household items took priority.

But one time when my second sister, Jean (who was a successful business woman) was visiting, she gave me a beautiful suit that she was tired of (or just saw the sparkle in my eyes when I looked at it).

That suit was probably one of the most impractical clothing items I have ever owned.  It looked great on Jean, but that was when it was accompanied by her great hair-do, perfect make-up and spike heels (suits and spikes were her work uniform).

Being a SAH mom, I didn’t really have a need for such a beautiful suit, in fact, I honestly don’t remember ever wearing the hand-me-down suit.  But I got much enjoyment out of it anyway, just seeing it hanging in the closet, next to my sweats.

The hand-me-down suit was an impractical, never-used, but oh so enjoyed gift from an older sister to her kid sister.

By the way, another gift from Jean comes to mind.  Also during my SAH Mom days, Hubby and I had moved into a little bigger, nicer house and were suffering the to-be-expected financial pains of a larger payment besides all the little unexpected extra costs that frequently come with a move.

Jean came to visit on my birthday and gave me a little box with a device in it that I had never seen before.  I thanked her because I was sure it was something to be thankful for — but then I had to ask her what the heck it was!  It was the control to a garage door opener.  Not exactly a typical birthday gift, but certainly one I enjoyed every time I came home and could push a button and raise the garage door without getting out of the car.

8 Responses to Jean and The Hand-Me-Down Suit

  1. Linda says:

    That’s a beautiful picture of Jean that you’ve included in this post. I don’t remember ever hearing about that hand-me-down suit, but what a generous gift it was. And I like that you remember enjoying it, even if you can’t remember wearing it. As for the remote control for the garage door…well, bless Jean’s heart. That was a wonderful gift.

  2. Dianna says:

    Leave it to a sister to give you such a practical gift!

  3. Cathy says:

    I can see the family resemblance between you and your sister!

  4. Sandra says:

    Thank you, Linda. It was even better when I cropped it, but I can’t get the cropped version to load. 😦 That garage door opener WAS a wonderful gift!

    Dianna — I guess it would be considered a practical gift, but it was so unexpected that I thought it was very imaginative. 🙂

    Cathy — Thank you. 🙂

  5. Hilary says:

    She’s beautiful and there is indeed a strong likeness between the two of you. That’s such a touching story about the suit. I’ll bet you tried it on more than once.

    I see your comment reply to Linda and wonder if the cropped version got saved with the .jpg format? If that’s missing, it probably won’t post.

  6. Sandra says:

    Thank you, Hilary. Yes, I did try it on occasionally, and frankly it didn’t fit me the way it fit her (she was a size 8 and I was a 10), but I still enjoyed it, including the faint scent of her expensive perfume.

  7. Dave says:

    I am sure most of us can understand what it was like being cash poor in early married life Sandra. As you implied, even though some gifts are not always practical the thought from the giver can give us enjoyment – Dave.

  8. Sandra says:

    Dave — You are so right. It was always fun to get a gift from Jean, because she (and her gifts) were always originals.

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