Wednesday, May 14, 2008

I was fortunate enough this year to visit both my mothers on Mothers' Day.

I visited my birth mother first in the morning. I made her breakfast in bed, we watched an edited version of 'How Stella Got Her Groove Back' on TBS, the SuperStation, then I gave her a card that I made. It said, "Thanks for giving me life... I appreciate it! " Then I gave her a soft kiss on the cheek, and the guards escorted her back to her cell. It was a lovely morning.

Then it was off to see my second mom. Technically she's not my 'real mom', but she raised me since I was an infant, so to me, she is my mother. She and my "brothers" live far from the city so it took a few hours to drive out to the woods. I parked my stationwagon and continued for 3 more hours by foot. I finally found their place. It was just as I remembered it. The stone walls, the fresh pine scent, boney carcasses lining the floor....I was home.

Suddenly, I was attacked from behind. Claws ripped into my back flesh and I let out a terror scream of pain. I fell to the ground, unable to breathe. But then I saw her. My mom! She must have not recognized my scent! But after a few seconds she saw it was me, and as I writhed in pain on the ground, she lifted her back leg and released a liquid-y "hello" onto my jacket. (I know that may seem gross to some of you, but every family has rituals, and it's not polite to judge our beliefs).
So my mom licked my wounds for a while, my pack brothers showed up, then I gave her my mothers' day gift... a fresh mule deer kill that I did with my bare hands. It was a little awkward because one of my brothers, MoonShadow, ALSO gave mom a kill, but mine was a day fresher. MoonShadow has always been a jerk to me, because I'm an "outsider" he says. I think he's jealous because I have opposable thumbs and I know how to make tools and stuff.
I nuzzled my mother goodbye and then headed straight to Rite-Aid to get some bactine and band-aids for the deep lacerations in my back.

I love my moms and I can't wait until next Mother's year I may even introduce them to my wife.