MY FIRST PAIR OF SKATES.
I have always had excitement, massive curiosity and a very playful nature. I jump head first into everything I do, this day was no exception. I got my first pair of roller skates from my mom, who was already my favorite person and now she reached a whole new level. It didn't matter that I had no idea how to skate. It didn't matter that I was on carpet. I was gifted these skates and I was off and running, wahoo so fun!! Now with wheels, I was even more unstoppable, I was so focused on rolling forward and that has been how I continue to live my life, lol, for better or worse.
I met Dan Hirshfeld in fifth grade in Tucson, Arizona. He left to go to school in another country when we were 13, which was so sad for us all as he was super funny, so smart and really cute. I ran into him again when we were 18 and oh man, still soooo cute and I fell hard! We dated oh so briefly. Twenty one years later I got a friend request on Facebook, from Dan whaaaat? I was giddy as ever!! We began texting and then talking on the phone. My mom, who was still my favorite person once again, encouraged me to leap and I did!! Wahoo.
Dan was living in Texas and I was in California. I asked him to come visit and pack up his truck and bring his everything and stay. His halfway point driving out to me in LA landed him in Tucson where he went to my parent's house for a family dinner, without me there. Yes, seriously, before we had even seen each other. Lol, ugh and holy crap. If this guy can handle my family without seeing me in 21 years, he can handle anything!! I told them not to grill him and go easy and of course, the first things they did, grill him and he survived. He still came out to be with me in California!! I knew I was going to marry him before he got out of his truck. A year later we were engaged and I called my mom and said she just inherited a 180 pound baby boy and she cried!! My parents loved him and he had asked my dad for my hand so they knew before I did!!
Mom and I started planning the wedding. I was traveling back and forth to see her to work with her in person because this was a mother daughter moment I had waited, not so patiently for and wanted to share it all with her. We spoke on the phone daily, as usual. I started to notice she was kind of edgy and short tempered with me, which made no sense because she not only lived for this moment but is the most even keeled woman of all time!! Hmmmm, it was so weird and her reactions weren't making any sense to me at all. I asked her about it and she said she was fine, that I was being sensitive. She came out to visit me and we went dress shopping and I saw her changing hmmm. My mom was a Sabino Canyon Volunteer. This meant super hero status for sure. She was that lady in the sweet hiking boots, with the cool vest and a whistle who you ran into hiking in the gorgeous mountains in Arizona. She hiked 4 days a week, at age 74, and she was in better shape than I was, or most people, really. I saw her changing and she had no muscle. Her skin was hanging from her tiny bones. She was frail and soooo moody!! When I asked her why she was losing weight she said "I hike my ass off and run up and down the mountain and I'm almost at my wedding weight." She was so proud to be a size 2 for our wedding. She was always a lean woman but a size 8, for most of her life. I'm seeing her naked and she doesn't look right and she is having weird moodiness?? I noticed her in the rest room way too often and she got so pissed at me for even bringing it up and I didn't care. I love her!! She is my superhero mom. I am all in. I HAVE to figure this out. Something is WRONG!!! She is fading away in front of my eyes and I have no idea what to do??