This week, while home for the holidays, I've been observing different classrooms at my niece's elementary school. One thing that I've been priding myself on is wearing a shirt and tie, nice pants, and shoes. There's something empowering about it, honestly. Plus, I look good in a suit. *grin*
Anyway, while home, I picked up a new shirt and tie for $20. I'm still struggling to tie a tie by myself and asked Dad to help me. My thought was: he worked in a bank for several decades, wearing a suit and tie every day. Except for rare special occasions (weddings, other engagements), I've rarely seen him wear one since. Surely, even after nearly 20 years of retirement, his muscle memory would still be there and he could whip a tie together in no time.
It turns out, he'd forgotten.
So, while he fiddled away in the washroom with one, I went to YouTube again (like I did a month or two ago) with another untied tie and tried it myself. I managed to get it in one try.
It seems silly, but to be honest, it feels like I've now surpassed him, somehow. The one thing I could never do, that I always admired about my father, and suddenly, I can do it while he's forgotten.