My best Mother's Day gift this year was totally unexpected, unimagined and unreal. Yesterday Cooper took a car to Spokane to go see a friend. The rest of us were in another car a few miles behind him on our way to Lane's baptism in Spokane. Cooper called just as we were turning off the highway to report that he had been in an accident. We rushed to the scene to discover that both parties were OK, but that our little Jetta was done. Cooper was following a farmer in an old Ford truck; blinker signaling right. Cooper, a little impatiently, decided to pass on the left. The farmer turned left and hit Cooper . The airbag went off and Cooper whacked his knee pretty hard. After calling the tow truck and exchanging information, we headed home. It wasn't until the next morning that the magnitude of my gratitude hit me that Cooper was not hurt, that he hadn't been driving our nicer cars, that no police tickets were issued. It was the best mother's day gift--the gift of perspective. Fighting kids and teenagers who break curfew seemed a little less discouraging.
Another great gift was our whole family spreading 10 yards of bark last Saturday and cleaning up the yard together. Tony has been a dream husband in terms of helping around the house, running errands like Costco and never questioning purchases. Our new favorite thing to do is to go to the temple Thursday mornings and then on a trail run somewhere in Spokane. It makes me look forward to an empty nest!
Mom and Dad came for dinner today and Tony made us steaks, creamy coconut rice, and strawberries. I played the piano in primary today, still trying to conquer that fear. My best Mother's Day present is yet to come: a trip to Portland to see Betsy in a couple of weeks.
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