I Have Booked My Flight Mother

If God has given you the precious chance to thank your mother now, it's in advance of that dark day when she will close her eyes. And then you wipe your brow and scratch your knee, when you first realise that she is gone. In desperation then you start to fiddle mildly, and fret like do all men perhaps you wildly imbibe the spirits, much of also try cigars, a touch of, you watch TV and DVD onto James Bond, perhaps you're fond of chocolates and ginger bits, or licorice an ice cream dish, buy a new car, read of the Czar, jump from a plane, hang from a crane, try deep-sea diving and race car driving, have two short flings with pretty things, hunt grizzly bears dabble in shares, fly into space then lift your face sell rubic cubes augment your boobs.... It won't be long and you will find that mothers are not only kind, but man's best friend and woman's too. She manages your life for you. She does this not as you'd expect for you the child, you will detect an lifelong interest that won't wane if you don't know, I'll make it plain: There is in human life no other, or greater force than she who had your siblings and you and your brother, and all the stress would drive one mad, yet she prevailed and now she's old makes sure that when you need be told how to manoeuver cars and blenders to stay away from fender-benders and how to talk on your own phone how to avoid (if you are prone) the blasted flue in this year's season in short, if you for any reason just blink an eyelash move a toe, just ask your mom she is the pro. And when she rests in that cold coffin and you just stand there, helpless boffin, you talk to her and say the things that memory and sadness brings. So go right now, when she's still home give her a hug and tell her that you bought her a new garden gnome and that you loved that pretty hat. That you can't wait to have her cook and would she autograph her book. And do not wait for her to ask what kind of childhood you kids had, and even if you need a mask to do what's right for her, for you exaggerate, exaggerate, believe you me what you recall is never all, is never all.