Starting very soon (as in any day now)Â I’ll join the league of females with their own special day to be appreciated each year: Â Mothers.
Growing up, we celebrated Mother’s Day (and in August, my mother’s birthday) with a trip to the desert for some exploring of new roads and mountain tops, but with one slight change. Â Mom got to pick where we were going all day long. Â At every fork in the road we yielded to her whims. Â I don’t know if it is how she wanted to be appreciated, but to us kids it seemed like a pretty big deal. Â It seemed like a huge responsibility too… what if she chose wrong? Â What if the adventure of a lifetime lay down the right fork, and she chose left? Â I wondered if she might have appreciated a new sun hat more than the weight of Fate resting on her decisions.
Looking back I realize we never once regretted my mother’s choices–never once did we go home thinking “Man, that’s the last time we let her decide which way to go!” Â And I also recall her enthusiasm about what we saw after each decision (“oooooh, look! Â A Short-eared Owl is hiding in that Juniper!”, Â “My goodness! Â Have you ever seen such a view?” , “Those clouds remind me of a Maxwell Parish painting!”). Â Adventure is in the eye of the beholder, and mom showed us how to recognize it, no matter which path you took. (more…)