I did something strange just now.
It's not really strange, but it left me with a sad, little hollow feeling in my mommy heart. That kind of strange.
I just unsubscribed to emails from Gymboree. Because I don't shop there for my kids now, and I haven't in a long time (unless I have a baby shower to go to). I realize it's not a monumental event, but it is one more step away from my kids being little. It felt important.
Usually when I get emails from them, I just immediately delete them like I do 99% of the ad mail that comes to my inbox.
I have been working on reducing those ad emails that I receive though, so this morning I deleted it and then thought..."Hey. I don't really need to know about the sales at Gymboree any longer." I opened my recently deleted mail, follwed the link to their communications preferences page, and hit "unsubscribe."
I really don't need to hear from Harry & David so often either now that they no longer have a store a stone's throw from my home.
Somehow, unsubscribing from pears didn't feel nearly so poignant.