My Cardboard Balcony

The world would have been merely wilderness if it hadn't been for my mother. She gave me a map and compass at a young age, and when I couldn't figure out how to read either, she taught me before pushing me a few steps in what she deemed the right direction. Obviously, the path I wound up taking was far different than my mother possibly imagined. It had more twists and turns. It led to different towns. It brought me to people that she wouldn't have dreamed I would meet. But she was the one who gave me the map and compass. And that changed the wild into wonder. Happy Mother's Day to an extraordinary mother.