Today, I want to honor my amazing mother who, at 63, keeps pushing herself into ever new adventures. She's always been a writer, but only very recently started writing poetry. She took on this new hobby with a passion, enrolling in a class, writing constantly, and studying every type of poem from pantoums to Sapphic odes. She brought down the house at my sister's wedding last summer when she read the most gorgeous love poem that she wrote for my sister and her new husband. She literally took my breath away that night; I was choking back tears. Tonight, she is taking a huge leap, and reading publicy at a special Beat Night at a local bar. She was invited to be a featured reader after reading one poem at an open mic there, and this evening she'll be sharing 7 poems, backed up by a band. I am so proud of her, but more than that, I am inspired by her. I hope that when I'm 63, I'm strong enough and fearless enough to embrace a new pursuit, one that takes me out of my comfort zone, with this much courage and zeal. While it is anxiety-producing to dive into the unknown, the sense of accomplishment and victory on the other side are so very sweet. I can see the anticipation and the nerves washing alternately across her face this morning, and I can't wait to see the pride and relief she'll certainly glow with over our celebratory martinis tonight.
Mom, your fearlessness is epic. You are a role model for us young women, standing on the cusp of a time in life where it is easy to fall into the routine/rut cycle, and forget the things we want to try, we need to try, we must try to keep ourselves in the game. I'll always be a gamer because of you, and I love you for it.
When not writing, my mom makes these cool cairns all around their property. Love 'em.