A New Pet
I am lucky enough to have had a wonderful relationship with my mom. Sometimes, with the busy lives we lead, it is find to hard time for people other than yourself and the kids, but we used to meet at least twice a week, even if it was for a quick coffee.
She used to enjoy coming over at the weekend to spend time with her grand kids, they would spend hours playing different games, and it was never a problem for her. My kids are constantly asking me to play the card games she had taught them.
Quality Family Time
If we had the chance, we would go on family camping trips. This was something we try to do at least once every couple of months. My husband works away a lot, so quality family time is important because he doesn’t get the opportunity to spend time with the children very often.
On our last trip, the first night of four, it was getting late, our dog was in need of a walk to relieve himself. I was feeling energetic and thought that a walk down to the lake would be nice.
I found what looked like a good trail to lead us down to the lakes edge. As we entered the woods the smell of the forest was intoxicating.
Proceeding down the steep trail it became evident that the tree canopy made it impossible for what little light the moon had to offer to shed any light on the trail. No problem, I can see the glimmering lake just ahead and that’s when it happened.
The next thing I know I was falling through the black of night like a falling star, nowhere as graceful or beautiful though. Thank goodness the dog was on a 25-foot retractable leash, or I would have taken him with me.
One Big Fall
You would think that the fact that I stopped hearing his tags rattling together would have been a good sign that he had seen the drop off and was not moving forward anymore. I landed on my hands and knees in the sand, so it was only my pride that was hurt.
Wow what a rush, one minute enjoying a walk on a beautiful evening then bam, watching your life pass before your eyes. The walk back took some time because the cliff ran about 300 yards or so in both directions, not to mention the fact that I was a little shaken up.
When we got back my husband was glad that we made it back safely and wanted to know what took so long. I’m not sure what hurt more, the fall, or the whole family laughing like mad men and telling me that I should have taken a flashlight.
The Last Trip
Sadly, this proved to be the last trip that my mom would ever come on. She passed away a month after the trip, but it was a fantastic and memorable trip that we all hold close to our hearts. Because of my little fall, we often look back and think about my mom’s reaction, it always makes us laugh. In a way I am glad I took the fall, to have the memory of her belly laughing is lovely.
One Last Gift
The one thing my mom left me was her pet parrot. This wasn’t a problem because the bird and I get along fine, but the cage he had was very old and needed replacing.
I searched around and ended up buying an extra large parrot cage. It was much bigger than I had imagined it would be, but was built very well. It has four stainless steel cups and wooden perches and is so easy to clean with its slide out metal grate. It even has castors so I can move it around.
The bird is living the high life, a real princes palace! I know my mom would be so pleased he is being looked after, even if we have renamed him after the camp site where our last trip together took place.