one of those days we will remember

It started late last night with a call from Emma. “She’s calling to wish you a Happy Mother’s Day,” John said as he handed me the phone. “But it’s only 11:57!” I joked. “Hi, honey,” I said. “Happy Mother’s Day!” she said. “How’s your new apartment?” I asked. We chatted for a moment, and then, suddenly, she appeared around the corner of the room. I dropped the phone and leapt up. She had driven the four hours from Raleigh to surprise me for Mother’s Day! I can’t remember ever being so surprised! Oh, my, yes, tears.

And then today, a quiet day of naps and rain, and then Tess decided she needed to learn to ride her bike. The back story: She tried years ago, and instantly fell. And that, my friends, was the end of her bike-riding career. For years she wouldn’t touch a bike. Just as it took her two years to go back to a movie theater after losing a stuffed animal at a movie one day. No bike for her, until today. And now she is a bike rider, suddenly. Only she can determine that timing. I can only imagine the feeling of freedom and sheer joy she is feeling.

Both girls making my heart soar as they fly, fly!

Mother’s Day, happy.

About Patti Digh

Patti Digh is an author, speaker, and educator who builds learning communities and gets to the heart of difficult topics. Her work over the last three decades has focused on diversity, inclusion, social justice, and living and working mindfully. She has developed diversity strategies and educational programming for major nonprofit and corporate organizations and has been a featured speaker at many national and international conferences.

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