Reflecting on Father’s Day and cherishing the fact that I was able to celebrate the occasion with my own father reminded me of what a tremendous gift it is to be a parent. Many a day I have felt like a mama duck - protecting my babies from turtles, teaching them how to fish, and anticipating that one day they will learn to fly.
Such a bittersweet moment it is when they do take flight. We hope we have taught them the most important lessons, and we yearn for them to soar and discover beautiful things on their journey. As they explore the world and face dangers, we wish for them to be amongst a flock that will protect them and encourage them to reach new heights.
My eldest recently took flight as a Pelican from St. Paul’s School in New Hampshire where she was given great challenges and also surrounded by amazing people who helped her test her wings and prepare for her voyage.
As a mother I am deeply grateful to those in my flock who have supported me in my efforts to nurture my fledglings. Yes, it is nice to celebrate Mother’s Day and Father’s Day, but today I propose that we also remember to celebrate our fellow flight instructors. Their feathers come in many shapes and sizes and sometimes they provide unexpected training of our unfledged. There are even some who quietly blow on their wings to help them lift off. With all of my fellow faculty members, I join in celebrating the inaugural flight of my eldest as I hope for many clear skies and grand adventures.
Speaking of adventures, they continue on the Camera Journey. My fine art photography is in a Pine exhibit this month at the Mobile Arts Council where I recently attended the opening and marveled at the huge crowd of people enjoying the ArtWalk throughout downtown Mobile. My work is also currently enjoying another place that actively supports the arts - Pietrasanta, Italy - where it is hanging out at the Palazzo Panichi in the Alabama Visions exhibit. Thanks for continuing to travel with me! Where shall we fly next?!