I was rummaging through a random disk and found photos of my sons surprise spelunking birthday trip.
I planned it all out and woke him up early in the morning saying, guess what we're going to do today? Then we drove a few hours and crawled around deep pitch black caves with crystallized spiders and stalactites. It was so dark and quite down there that you could hear your own heartbeat. The flash of the camera made it possible to see the cave walls in these photos.
I squeezed through places in the darkness that I never believed I would have ever gone! I felt like spider woman because up and down didn't seem to matter too much. I could climb everywhere.
I wish this was the mom my kids remembered instead of the slow "lazy" one they have now. These were the days when I could tackle any mountain. I felt powerful like I could conquer anything. I could wrestle lions, earn honours degrees and still read to my kids at night. I guess I got that over the top challenge that I thought I could deal with.
Too bad I looked so geeky on the way home.