I've got a really big project I'm trying to wrap up, so I took my computer out to my mom's house this weekend to work where there is no internet, no incessant email notifications, no cell phone coverage, no one expecting me to cook dinner, and no one who calls me "mom."
And I got a ton of work done.
In between working though, I got to spend time with my mom.
No big allotments of time or any deep and profound conversations.
Just time listening to her read a few paragraphs from the book she's been working on for the last few years. Just a few moments of laughter. Just a few moments talking about the food we've been eating and how it's making us feel. (We've both been doing a modified version of Whole30 for about three months now.) Just a few minutes praying together. Just a few minutes talking about how we don't want to be eaten by a cougar. (A cougar recently attacked a couple of horses two doors down from my mom's house.) Just a few minutes relying on my mom's expertise with sentence structure, grammar and spelling to help me with my work. Just a few minutes laughing about topics that used to be too tender to even talk about. Just a few minutes with my mom fetching socks and blankets to make sure I was warm enough and that I was content in every way. Just a few minutes of sitting side-by-side in "quiet companionship" like my mom had written about in her book.
And at one point in time, as my mom drove alongside me in her car while I jogged, (She wanted to be there to ward off any potential cougar attacks.) and we laughed about the barette that she had to rip out of her hair because she couldn't figure out how to open it - I had a moment when my mothers face and her laughter felt more dear to me than ever.
A moment when I was really thankful to still have my mom.
I spent a lot of years feeling really angry at her for the way she left me and my sister and my dad when I was 14. And even after I felt like we had gotten past all of that, I would still feel angry at her for seeminly no reason at all when we were together. She was always my biggest fan and my biggest supporter, but no matter what she did, it just didn't seem like enough to mend all the past hurts.
I don't even know how to explain it, but when I really started pursuing a relationship with God a few years back, He just took all of that anger away without me even asking Him to.
And now, I just get to love and appreciate and enjoy my mom.
And it feels so good.
And a photo of my mom, with her own mom...
And for some reason, picking just a couple of winners out of the comments to win an auditing seat in the next Photographers' Workshop didn't feel right, so I'm going to give away a seat to everyone who left a comment on behalf of themselves or someone else prior to noon today:
Sarah (My's friend)
Elizabeth (Nominated by Kellie)
Michelle (Shannon's sister)
Maranda Ford (Lynea's daughter-in-law)
Beth (Jacki and Kristi's friend)
Lindsey (Tammy's niece)
Angie (Chelle's sister)
Genevieve (Zach's fiance)
Some of you left email addresses, some of you didn't, and some of you left email addresses for yourself, but not for the person you nominated, so I think the easiest thing to do would just be for each of the winners to email me directly at firstname.lastname@example.org.
So shoot me off an email and we'll get all the details ironed out. (Excited to have you all in the next workshop!)
And for anyone else who is hoping to join the next workshop (running from March 31 - June 8) registration opens up tomorrow, Tuesday, February 18th at 9:00 a.m. Pacific time, here.
To find out more details about the workshop, just scroll to the bottom of the post written prior to this one.