Random Esquire

I took my dad to the Diana Ross concert. Unintentionally, mind you. I won’t go into the awkwardness of sitting next to my dad while Diana Ross sang Touch Me In the Morning.

Then there was the time I went to the Oprah show with my mother. Boss requested the tickets using my name. We got the tickets…only neither Boss nor her mother could go.

And now…it seems I will be taking my mother to see Tina Turner in October.

October of last year was a really, really difficult time for my family. My mother in particular. I will not get into particulars but suffice to say that it will be a difficult October this year, as we recall the events of 2007. The events permanently changed relationships in my family and, for my mother and myself, improved them. I don’t suppose I fully appreciated the sacrifices and hard work that go into being a mother until my sister had children and yesterday provided a fair amount of time for me to reflect on my own mother and her sacrifices. It has become important to me to make sure that my mother does more of the things she enjoys and to make sure those things happen while she can enjoy them to the fullest. And you know what? She likes Tina Turner.

And so I think she should go. So I called her this morning and told her to put it on her calendar because I just got tickets. She was out walking with friends and I could hear her tell them, excitedly. So, yeah, I’m taking my mother to see Tina Turner.

heh. I’m a dork.