Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Maui with Mom

Going to Maui with my mom was something that neither of us had planned. In the original plan, she was going to fly out to Memphis to take care of Presley, but when S and I made the decision that he would hang back, he encouraged me to invite my mom to Maui instead.

It was mother/daughter time that I'll never forget and always cherish. As the middle child, I have never been the only child at home. My sister had the first four years to herself, and ever since I moved out of the house in 2006, my brother has been the only child living at home. I can truly say that this one-on-one trip with my mom was probably a once-in-a-lifetime thing. I am so, so grateful that the unexpected change gave me that time with her.

I hadn't seen her since Presley was born, so I was excited that the last legs of our trips to Maui (hers from San Diego, mine from Memphis) matched up from Honolulu to Maui. I had imagined a slow-motion run and embrace at the airport like you see in the movies, but the funny truth is that I got to the gate before her and then went to the restroom, because I desperately needed to pump. (#breastfeeding #donottravelwithamanualpump) From inside a stall, I replied to her text message to let her know where I was, and so... our hello after six months was through the crack of a stall door in an airport bathroom without air conditioning. Oh, what a greeting!

We flew out of Maui on the same day, just two hours apart. I hugged her, kissed her, and told her I'd see her again soon, though we didn't (and still don't) know when that will be. Both of our first flights were to San Francisco. Before I boarded my flight, she texted to say that her flight was delayed. Further messages noted more delays. When I landed in San Francisco, her flight was boarding, and I thought, I might be able to get one more hug! I ran past my next gate, all the way to Gate 29 only to find that they had just finished boarding. I was so bummed. So close, and yet, so far! I watched her flight take off before the walk back to my gate which was about five minutes longer than my initial sprint.

The trip may have revolved around a wedding, but we were sure to have our time too. Walking around Lahaina. Grabbing coffee in the morning. Going to Baby Beach. Dinner and drinks at Lahaina Grill and Cool Cat Cafe. We shared a lot of things -- coffee, gummy worms, photos, earrings.

Living away from family has never caused me to hesitate in trying something new or following the crazy path that life drags me along, but as I get older, I more deeply understand time and distance, family and life. I'm happy with where life has taken me, but of course, I miss my family.

Thanks for coming with me, Mom. I know you were looking forward to taking care of my baby girl, but I am really glad you took a trip with yours instead. :) I love you!


Alana Livingston said...

I'm so glad you got that trip with your mom even though you desperately missed Presley. It is definitely a trip you will never forget!

Marie @ Life is a Highway said...

Aw, this made me teary-eyed and happy. We made some wonderful memories together, and a story that you can one day share with your baby girl! ❤️

Brita Long said...

You and your mother are both so beautiful! Be sure to treasure every minute with her. I lost my mom two months ago, and I would give anything to have just one more day with her.