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My mom never stopped by being awed by the little wonders around her, couldn’t walk down the street without having to stop as she reacted with the glee and wonder of a youngster first discovering the world.  Always, through all the decades as we went from toddlers to grandparent.  Between us kids it was a good insider family joke, amusing and at times a wee bit irritating, but always cherished.  It was child like, but actually adult too, because she never stopped being Mom and impressing upon her children the importance of never losing our appreciation for the wonders of the natural world around us, as well as the world of manmade wonders – “look children what two hands have achieve!”  That’s her living soul in action as it evokes a wave of warm tears, along with the deepest sense of gratitude.

It all comes back to fractals and all that, …

Consider the different types of control, the dam builders v the kayaker’s.

My mom could be a three year old full of wonder, but she was no dullard, she kept up on family, local and world affairs, she knew what she was doing.

Guess what I’m trying to find the words for is that it takes balances, bit of this a bit of that; childish and adult; tender and tough; wavy-gravy and taking care of business and most importantly developing, learning, understanding to appreciation the things and people outside of oneself.