I am here at my mom’s house this morning and I will be flying home later this afternoon. It has been a good visit but different, now that I am different. She is different too, of course, because the change and growth in you does not occur in a vacuum. It can and does have ripple effects for all of those around you. This is a good thing. Ghandi said to be the change and that is what he meant.
Mom has also had changes of her own that now have ripple effects on me. I see that she is in a place that is right for her, despite it not being right for me. I love and respect her and her right and privilege to choose. She is of sound mind and body and she can do as she dang well pleases. And she does.
I admire that about Mom and always (well, okay not always) have. She is a strong woman, having raised six kids with my dad. They were a good team and complemented each other well. Mom created for herself the life she desired. She saw something she liked and she set out and got it. I don’t just mean material things, although, there were plenty of them in our home. I mean education, lifestyle, travel, workstyle, and so many things that were truly not the norm for her generation. She was/is a pioneer and I inherit and embrace all that good which she has bequeathed to me.
Now I celebrate and honor my mom and the life she has created for herself and enjoys. She tells me that she is happy where she is. That makes me happy, too.