Mother’s Day and the Mountain

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For mother’s day we made a late afternoon trip up Mount Cootha to see the sunset. It was my first mother’s day without my eldest son at home.

One day they will all be winging their way into their lives and so these times are even more precious, to still be a family with children at home.

We looked at the lights of the city make their journey from pink to navy.

A lot of other people had the same idea, and there were people everywhere. Picnicing, photographing, celebrating.

Then headed home for a cheesecake made by my daughter. Youngest gave me a Paddington Bear, he had discovered in an op shop, knowing this was one of my favourite childhood characters.

My children took a liking to Paddington after seeing the movies as teenagers!

Embracing the possibilities of the future, I reflect on this quote.

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
–Anaïs Nin

My Eldest son rings once a week. He too embraces the possibilities of the future.

What mountains will my children climb, on their way to becoming? Perhaps I will see these moments, and perhaps I may be long gone.

But there will always be the memories, Mt Cootha 2021 and others mother’s days.