Have you ever surprised your parents as an adult by revealing you’ve adopted a practice of theirs or followed their advice?
When I started working as a teen, my grandmother demanded a portion of my paycheck as “rent.” It was heinously unfair, as she’d never done this with my aunts or uncles, nor did she do it with my siblings. I wrote it off as her odd capriciousness and moved on. When I was 22 and packing to move to Chicago, she presented me with a wad of cash - all the rent she’d collected from me over the years.
She said that while she and my grandfather were proud I was a hard worker, they were kind of disappointed at my spending habits; the rent was a way to force me into saving at least some of my money, and now I had a stake for when I moved out. I cocked my head at her, stepped away a second, and handed her a green ledger. As she flipped through it, she clearly got choked up, and at the last page her jaw dropped - it showed every cent I’d ever made or spent, ending with the balance of my checking and savings, which was a lot more than the few grand she was giving me back.
She looked at me, clearly stunned. I shrugged my shoulders matter-of-factly. “You said to keep track of my money. That’s what you do, isn’t it?” Years before, she’d shown me her ledgers - those cheap-o ones you can find in any drug store - and told me how she kept track of everything coming and going. Her saying was that with money when you don’t keep track, you lose track, and suddenly it’s gone and you have no idea where it went.
“You were listening?”
I know that moment meant a lot to her, as it came up a few times over the years. Who has similar stories?