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25 November ~2009
My Mother has been a good friend to me these last 10 years or so. She took a road trip with me to Yellowstone and Glacier about the time my marriage was ending, and listened, which is what is needed when going through something like that. I am grateful she was there.
Mom and I have depended on each other's company, since we are the only ones in our family that live alone, and both of us understand that something as simple as going to lunch and catching up on things can make your day. We both look forward to me dropping in after working at horse rescue. If Mom has something else scheduled that day she insists I change my shift so that she can meet with me later.
This summer my daughters and I met in Yellowstone for several days. We saw Grizzly, which was a first for Alyssa. We threw sticks for Ben to retrieve in the Yellowstone River, just downstream from the park boundary, then went up and soaked in the boiling hot springs at the edge of the river above Gardiner. We used my scope to check out two Osprey chicks on a rock pinnacle nest near Canyon. We visited the Artist Paint Pots, which look like pancake batter on a grill, and one of the girl's favorite spots when they were little.On a calm August night we sat out in the boardwalks of Old Faithful, watching shooting stars from the Persoid Meteor Showers fall through the night sky. It was quite a rise when all of a sudden one tracked across the heavens, while the hundred or so people watching yelled and cheered at a good one.
The girls walked with me and our dogs on the Greenbelt through much of their childhood and teen years. Maybe that was a seed that encouraged the interest they have in nature and the environment now that they are grown.
"Romance fails us and so do friendships, but the relationship of parent and child, less noisy than all the others, remains indelible and indestructible, the strongest relationship on earth" . . . Theodore Reik
