“The mother-child relationship is paradoxical and, in a sense, tragic. It requires the most intense love on the mother's side, yet this very love must help the child grow away from the mother, and to become fully independent.” Erich Fromm
We raise our kids and give them wings, then when they do fly, the relationship changes and it leaves a Mom with a heavy heart.
I've spoken of my son on other posts but this story must be told. How many get to go watch the mushers come in at the finish line of such a famous race?
From an early age tom's wings have been flapping and has always wanted to be where the action is. I have had to tie those wings on several occasions to keep him on the ground.
He made that dream happen 20 years ago when he joined the Coast Guard. His dream was to be near and in the thick of Ice, Snow and Mountains.
He has jumped out of helios, sliding down on a rope to rescue someone in distress. Climbed Ice and gone down into the crevices to pull a hiker out. Dunked in the oceans to pull a stranded boater to safety. Climbed a mountain to reach a downed plane only to retrieve several who did not make it.
In the first phase of the mother child relationship I could have told him, "No" you can't do that, you might get hurt! Now, in this new relationship we have, all I can do is sit home and pray for his safety.
"T" will be spending his time in the next few weeks teaching the Alaskans in a tiny town in Nome, boat safety.
On his way to Nome,Tom was able to complete one item on his bucket list. To see the Iditarod. (I know he would have rather been at the helm of that sled but just being there, will do)
Here he is with a friend, standing on the frozen Bering Sea waiting for the mushers at the end of the journey across the ice and snow, as they come in on the last stretch of the Iditarod Race.
Siren went off and I rushed to the Bering Sea to see this musher come in. 9:15 PM, sun setting made for a great photo. These dogs were fairly excited and ready to stop for the evening. -10F degrees out...
#48 from Haliburton, Ontario, finisher of the 2012 Iditarod!! Welcome to Nome!! Such happy dogs when they came in. The blurry little girl to the left is his daughter.
#48 Itidarod finisher from Haliburton, Ontario
Seconds after arriving into Nome... and having just completed 1049 miles of running…. these amazing dogs were tired and done!! Good day!!
The 'twinkle' in Tom's eyes tell me, "He is living his dream"
Now on to the town of Little Diomede, the Western most US village sitting on the International Dateline.
"Fly High my Son"
Fair Winds and Following Seas, Tommy
"What more could a Mom ask for"
I'm adding a few more photos, T has been sending them as they happen, to me. He landed on the ice runway in the tiny town in Alaska, all of 1.2 miles from Russia.
( the view from the stairs of the plane)
Trekking on the Bering Sea here in Diomede, Alaska
I just can't imagine any place looks this frozen. I'm here in Florida celebrating this 'first day of spring'.
I spoke with my daughter-in-law last night and she said, "Don't worry Mom, T has his survival back pack filled with all that he needs in case his survival is in order. Freeze dried food, little cook stove/heater, ice picks and other things to keep him going in case of a problem.
"Sometimes I forget, this is the guy to call when you need saving"
My new adult relationship with my son leads me to believe,
"Tommy" is in his glory"
March 20 was the day for tom to leave the little Island town, but the weather was so bad they could not fly out (high winds).. Stuck? No, they sent a taxi to take him to "Wales", to catch another flight. Looks like a snow mobile to me.
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