My sister and I spent the weekend with my mother, and her memories, at her 59th high school reunion.
We traveled in the modern version of a covered wagon (Buick La Sabre) - from the land of green grass and Starbucks, to Redmond, OR, the land of sunshine, cowboys and, well Starbucks is there too.
To see my mom with her high school buddies is quite an experience. The best part is hearing the stories. To see people who are struggling with bodies not working the way they would like, and minds behaving the same way, to see that sparkle in their eyes when they talk of runaway rafts, rodeos, and late nights just being young and outrageous. It's fantastic.
Next year will be the big 60th reunion. (My sister is already planning the party). I can't wait to hear more stories. I'll be sure to bring my sunscreen... and cowboy hat.