Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. My mom took her final breath on March 4, 2006. She lived a happy life for the most part, but it wasn’t an easy life. She had a few regrets. She told me once that she never crossed the ocean, and it was always her dream to travel. She told me to travel as much as I could so she could live vicariously through my stories.
Within a year of my mom’s passing, I took my very first solo adventure to Machu Picchu. I never looked back.
Whenever I plan an upcoming trip, I always think of my mother and wonder if she’s with me when I travel. I “talk” to her about this – usually on a long walk when my head is clear.
A few years ago, while I was imagining my upcoming trip to Southeast Asia, I was on a walk, and “talking” to my mother about what I hoped to see. I was telling her that I was especially excited about visiting Vietnam. At that moment, no word of a lie, I looked down and I found this looking back up at me.
I couldn’t believe my eyes! It was just laying there on the asphalt of a Tim Horton’s parking lot. I’m not the most observant person, so the fact that I spotted it at all was astounding. But to see this at the very moment I was thinking of my mom, made my heart skip a beat.
I’m not even sure what it is. It has no hole, so it was never a charm. The shape is irregular, so I doubt it was ever an insert or part of a jewellery piece. But I stared down at this little token and decided it would accompany me on every journey going forward. I decided that this was my mom’s way of being with me when I travel.
But it gets even better…..I turned the token over….
Thinking of you mom, on Mother’s Day and every day. I believe you are always with me.
Collette xoShare This: