Mother’s Day was sunday and amid assembling a rock wall (irregular shapes make for difficult, but more rewarding wall-building by the way) I was thinking about my mom. About how much like her I am and hope to be. She is fierce and determined and always puts her family first. Even if that means doing things they don’t like. Like yelling at my teachers and making us attend classes on manners.
Looking back I see how important the little choices she made were and I can only hope to do so well.