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My Mother’s Day was 48 hours long!

I decided to take my Mom (and Dad) on a picnic on Saturday to beat the Sunday crowds.  Mom’s been talking about how she loves picnics for a few years...hinting ;0). She’s always told the story of hers and Dad’s first trip after being married. She was looking forward to a romantic rendevous by a “babbling brook“. Evidently, Dad got a little anxious carrying their ice cream cones and hurrying to get across, and fell in. We are fortunate to live in beautiful New Mexico at the foot of the Sandia Mountains. On the other side are the pine trees and stream, and it only takes about a 1/2 hour to get to a good spot. The weather was perfect, just a little cool since we got an early start. We found our perfect place right next to the stream with a shaded table and a sunny patch just to the side of it where we could warm up until a little later in the day. There was only one other family nice! Erin made cream cheese and olive, turkey, roastbeef and cheese sandwiches, I made deviled eggs and a jello cake and we had iced tea. Colin and his girlfriend came up for a while in his car, since he had to be back in town early. We all sat around and ate and told dumb jokes and Grammy and Papa had a great time telling kid “stories“. Of course my “kids” 29 and 27 loved hearing them. Michael was strong enough to take a little walk with Mollie and enjoy the lovely breeze. Erin and I took a good, strenuous hike since I had a piece of the cake I made, and as usual, we had a blast. Love my “Cheerbear“! The only thing was that Michael, my Dad and Erin all tried to be in charge of loading up to go home, and in the confusion our leftovers got “leftover“. Some bear must’ve had a yummy dinner!

I had a date for Sunday with our youngest, Aly. She called and arranged it, and everything...a miracle to begin with! Michael left so that the two of us could have some time together. We had a quick breakfast on the patio and talked about her upcoming trip to New York. We talked about her not really wanting to go to Ground Zero, how horrible 9/11 was, Michael Moore, was 9/11 an inside job, some other films. She had gone to film school in California a year and a half ago; but didn’t have the discipline to stick it out. It was an intelligent, adult conversation. Then we went up to the pool at our health club. Since Michael’s been out of work, we had suspended our membership, but an unexpected blessing - we got free passes at the dry cleaners. WooHoo! We looked at mags and just hung out like I’ve dreamed of doing for 5 years. It was really “normal” She to a little antsy to get going; but the weather was so beautiful again, I was able to talk her into running for a sub sandwich and bringing it back so I could stay a little longer.Then we went home and looked at some funny internet stuff. She went into her old room and looked at a couple of her yearbooks and then a notebook from her Junior year when she was sent away to boarding school. She brought it out to me (I was checking Fab40!) show me. It was an assignment they were given to write “I Am Great” over and over. They had 24 hours in which to do it; and she wrote it 2008 times. I was able to tell her, “Well, you ARE great, you know! I might not agree with everything you do, but you are VERY great, and I love you“. kiss kiss hug hug. Isn’t that cool? She also told me she’s been back in touch with her best childhood neighbor friend and another good friend Mid through High School. She’s one of the two friends she was allowed to see when she came home from the boarding school.

I’m excited for her to have her trip to New York. I only wish for the time when we can go on a trip together and enjoy each other again.

This weekend, my Mother’s Day has been the answer to so many prayers of family and friends here, and a few more steps forward. My heart’s still bubbling over like the brook!

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