An Ode to Mom

Captain's Blog - Stardate 60508.9

Okay...I lied about no more Disney. I have one more story.

When I was very young, I'm estimating about six, my parents took me to Disneyland in Anaheim, CA. My grandparents lived out in Laguna Hills and we would visit them often around Hanukkah. Fun historical sidebar, we would celebrate my grandfather's birthday on December 2nd...but we didn't actually know his real birthday since record keeping was so bad when he was born. We just new he was born on the second night of Hanukkah and, after he passed, we did some research and found out it was actually November 28th. Who knew?

But I digress.

So, we were at Disneyland and I was six years old. On Main Street there is a kiosk where an artist does paper cut-out silhouettes. Like in Ragtime. My parents had me sit for one which they kept safe and well. There's something very charming about this silhouette. I have my bowl-cut, which my Dad refers to as my Puppy-Cut. Even though it's just my outline, it is undoubtedly me. The attention to detail is very impressive. I've even got eye lashes. My parents treasured it. Well...they kept it safe. We used to take a lot more pictures back then, so it was safe with all of those.

Sixteen years later, I was living in Las Vegas with a group of friends from undergrad and we arranged to head to Disneyland again. I thought it would be a great Mother's Day gift to get a second silhouette. When I stopped home for the holiday, I snuck into the photo cabinet and grabbed the six-year-old silhouette and framed in in a double frame with the new, 22-year-old silhouette. She loved it. I think she cried, which of course is the way I determine whether or not a Mother's Day gift was successful.

Fast forward to this year. All week, my Mother has been insisting that she better not get a gift this Mother's Day. "You're the gift. Having you is all I need." She has informed me that any gift that comes her way will be returned. Well...sorry Mom. I didn't listen. And they won't take this gift back.

This trip to Disney World, [redacted] years after the last one, I sat again for a silhouette. When I looked at this one, I felt something different. My awareness of the passage of time has been on high alert as of late, and seeing this silhouette it had a timeless feeling to it that was a little inexplicable. I became very nostalgic and I am very excited to give this gift. I think she's going to love it. I'm bringing tissues just in case.

My Mom is wonderful and has always been. I have tons of stories of drawing together, braiding my She-Ra horses hair, epic high school growing pains for both of us, and immense love and tears all along the way. But today I am just celebrating my Mom, and how lucky I am to have her in my life. Happy Mother's Day, Mom!

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