49th mile marker...........

I looked up and the sun was starting to peak it's bright eyes over the mountain.....I had pulled one of my famous allnighters.....cleaning and getting ready for my forty ninth birthday......As I was unpacking some of the things I have been procrastinating on I came across an envelope with some writing on the outside.....a note from my Mama dated 6-11-88.....my twenty seventh birthday....it was the invitation to my wedding.....On it she wrote me a note, as she did alot when we were kids, and she even had a little funny part from my Daddy....Of course the note brought me to tears....then I opened the envelope.

Our wedding invitation was just like we were at that time...young, innocent, friends and in love.....probably the one love that I will have in my life......as I looked at it I was reminded at what the last twenty three years had entailed......the road travelled seemed short...yet so long. Many mountains where the view was breathtaking and many valleys with bumpy roads where there was no view and it litterally took my breath....not in a good way. There were weddings, births of my children, neices, nephews, friends children, grandchildren......there were many goodtimes, some pretty crazy wild times....there were sad times.....and then somehow I have arrived at joy times. So many things ran through my mind as I held this note and read it from my Mom.
I caught a glimpse of the clock and realized I had a big day ahead that I better get some rest....so I checked my facebook because I had had a bunch of posts and of course had to check!  And right there before I went to bed I encountered my firts dose of inspiration at the 49th mile marker. I posted about my Mom calling me every year....she was the first one to call me and she would tell me all about the day I was born.....every year the same story with the same silly cute details.......I was sad for a moment and then I realized....She did send me a message....by letting me find this note that she had written twenty three years ago! I was tired so I shutdown and caught a few hours of sleep because I knew I was going to have a great time with my friends and family that night........A great time....that was not even close to what it turned out to be.
I heard the doorbell ring and then again.....My daughter and sister were there and setting stuff up...I was still getting ready....Listening to the hustle downstairs I was thinking about that 49th mile marker......Thinking back to the beginning....................

It was a hot summer day in Vegas, I could here her coming through the back door...."Get ready, go clean up...put your shoes on....Yes Stevie I promise chocolate pie....no Kim it won/t hurt.....where is Joe? Kathy get the kids to the car" she was barely taking a breath because with four little kids she didnt have time to.
She was taking them all down to get their immuniztions and the only way to get it done without the drama was to promise us a pool and chocolate pie! Worked everytime and we looked forward to it! She had this knack for turning the most grueling tasks into a fun time. With four of us, all with different personalities, she had to stay on her toes! Needless to say that afternoon we ate chocolate pie and swam in our blow up pool! Life was good! I was 5