A Saturday morning filled with coffee, hummingbirds, doodles, laughter, and the wonderfully unpredictable stories that make time with Mom unforgettable.
This morning started the way a lot of my favorite mornings do.
Coffee.
Sunflowers.
Birds.
Three doodles conducting security patrol from the back porch.
And my mom.
If you’ve ever spent time with an aging parent, you know conversations don’t always travel in a straight line.
This morning alone, we discussed:
- Hummingbirds and their brains.
- Whether key lime pie contains wax.
- Cowboy boots.
- Marilyn Monroe.
- A fish named Tuna Turner.
- A virtual fishing empire worth thousands of diamonds.
- A stolen television tower.
- Watermelon theft.
- Family reunions.
- Weight loss.
- Rainbow Bridge.
Not necessarily in that order.
One minute my mom was explaining why store-bought whipped topping contains wax.
The next minute she was telling me about a fish in her game named Tuna Turner.
Then she casually shared a story about how she and my dad once stole a hundred-foot television tower because they couldn’t afford one.
Before I could recover from that story, we were discussing cowboy boots.
It was complete chaos. And it was perfect.
The Best Kind of Chaos
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve started to realize something.
The moments I remember most aren’t the big ones.
They’re mornings like this.
Sitting on the back porch while hummingbirds dart between feeders.
Watching my dogs bark at the neighbors’ kids like they’re defending the kingdom.
Listening to my mom tell stories I’ve somehow never heard before.
Laughing until my stomach hurts.
Just Time
Years ago, I thought success would look like bigger goals, bigger accomplishments, and bigger milestones.
Now I know success also looks like this.
A Saturday morning.
No schedule.
No meeting agenda.
No urgent emails.
Just time.
Time to listen.
Time to laugh.
Time to hear the stories.
Time to make memories.
Because the truth is, none of us get forever.
One minute we’re laughing about a fish named Tuna Turner.
The next minute we’re having conversations about aging dogs and difficult decisions.
Life has a way of reminding us that joy and sadness often sit right beside each other.
Pay Attention
And maybe that’s why mornings like this matter so much.
They remind us to pay attention.
To stop rushing.
To put the phone down.
To listen to the stories.
Even the ridiculous ones.
Especially the ridiculous ones.
For now, I’ll settle for coffee on the porch, sunflowers in a vase, hummingbirds in the garden, and my mom explaining why she believes key lime pie contains wax.
And honestly?
I wouldn’t trade that for anything.
Until next time,
Sheila
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