Honestly I always enjoy our walks. We talk about old memories, things going on in the world, the future and really just anything that crosses our mind. Today about halfway through our walk my Mama told me I remember a few years ago when we would walk you could barely keep up with me. She said she always felt bad because I would usually fall behind. Honestly I remember those days, I remember trying to keep up with her felt like I was running. I remember telling her to go on, that I would catch up. It just feels so crazy that today my Mama was telling me to slow down, of course I would never leave her behind.
I enjoyed sharing that moment with my Mama. I know she has always worried about me and my weight and seeing her worries eased a little more each day means a lot to me. Most people don't know this but there was a long period of my childhood in which my Mama and I were separated (long story) but I feel that she is getting to see me grow up now, just in a different way.
Us after our walk, she insists on standing on the curb so she doesn't look so short lol