Mother’s Day is quickly approaching. And although I won’t get to see my mom and hug her on Mother’s Day, I will get to see her the week after. And I am so looking forward to it.
My parents live almost 1800 miles away. I get to see them once or twice a year. It’s never enough. My mom is one of my best friends. She is so amazing. We can follow each other’s most bizarre thought patterns, knowing exactly how we got from cookies to volcanoes in Hawaii. We love to hang out, and she’s taking some vacation time while we’re there, since she couldn’t at Christmas.
I love going back to visit. It’s always really mellow. We don’t have a big agenda of “things that must be done”. We just hang out, and occasionally go to town to do something, like shop or maybe go out to eat. But it’s low pressure. My husband says after a day there my shoulders no longer have the constant tension that he’s trying to massage out for me. And this time, it will be even better because 1) I will be a graduate and not worrying about what homework I’ll have when I get back and 2) the family is throwing a music party and we finally get to go.
I grew up with music. My aunt plays guitar and mandolin. My uncle plays steel guitar, and several of his kids play instruments ranging from guitar to dobro. My mom sings, and so do I. Some of my favorite memories are jam sessions where everyone plays and sings. Over the last few years, they’ve started up the jam sessions again. I’m over the moon. Except, I keep missing them. They fall at a time when I can’t get there and I’m always “just” missing them. So this time, my aunt is planning one while we are there. I’m quite excited, even if I can’t yet play a note on my mandolin or guitar. Because eventually, I will.
My mom and I used to sing in church together. Our voices blend perfectly. We even have the same pitch, which kinda makes it hard to harmonize with her. But there’s nothing I love better than singing with her.
Mom is kind, patient, caring, loving, and a great wife to my father. I love her so much, and miss her constantly. I truly hope that in a few years we’ll be able to live closer to them and enjoy whatever time we have together. I’ve been away from home far to long.
Happy Love Thursday.
