A few months ago, I made the trek from California to Atlanta with my mom. It was an entirely memorable experience, and I feel like we had some good bonding moments during our five day journey. Of all the things I remember about the trip, I will remember the words, “it’s nice! I like it!” the most. Upon entering any new city or town, regardless of where it was, what it looked like, or who inhabited it, my mom would take a few minutes, look around, assess the surroundings and finally say, “It’s nice! I like it!” She would always say these words with a big smile on her face. It was as if the place was some oasis in the middle of the desert rather than Memphis Tennessee or Little Rock Arkansas. I teased her a lot about liking everything, but in reality these words sort of sum up the essence that is my mother. One of my favorite things about her is that she can find the beauty in anything and the joy in any place. Her happiness comes from the simple things in life. It doesn’t take much to please my mom. She is easy going and carefree and that is what makes her so much fun to be around. My mom has taught me many lessons, one of which being to enjoy life to its fullest regardless of the circumstance. To that sentiment I have one thing to say. It’s nice! I like it!
Happy Birthday, Mom!
