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First Flight Out


We moved this week. My mom came. Of course my mom came. She lives another state away, but come a need and she is there, right by my side.

Today I began to think of all the times she has rushed to my aid since I first packed up my car and headed across the states to college. There were some rough times, tears and sobs times, pain–both emotional and physical.

Through my adult years she has helped bathe me, dress me, dry my body, my eyes, my heart. Washed my laundry, my dishes, my toilet, my children. Packed her bags in a literal five minutes in a mad dash to the airport, catching the first flight my way. I can only imagine the scene like in a movie, the music playing as she screams to the attendant, “HOLD THAT PLANE!”

She did and does it all without a word of complaint. In fact, she plays like she actually wants to do it, like she enjoys it. I am thinking perhaps she really does, for no other reason than I am her daughter.


She wasn’t a perfect mom, she wasn’t cookie cutter. She loved me–this I have never doubted.

Sometimes I worry about what my relationship will be like with my own little girl when she grows. Will she like me? Will we be close? What if I mess up? What if I am not the perfect mother?

I look at my mom, at the way I am completely at ease to sit with her in my morning breathe get up, sipping coffee without a care. She loves me, she is always there for me, the rest falls by the wayside.

I have hope. Hope that my own love will secure such a bond with my sweet girl. No matter how many miles may separate us, she will know without a doubt I will catch the first flight out to her aid. Cue the music for I will be running, ready to scream, “HOLD THAT PLANE!”


Here’s to you! What is something your own mom or another mom figure has done for you that touched your life?? I would love to hear about it!


67 thoughts on “First Flight Out

  1. That’s wonderful Sasha! Unfortunately, I only had my mom (both parents actually) until I was about six years old (both passed away). I have vague memories of her, but they are all happy ones! I consider my grandmother to be my second mom. She sacrificed her life to raise my sisters and myself. She would do ANYTHING for us to make sure we were well and happy. She passed in 2011, and I will always remember that she made her last phone call to me, to let me know she loves me, the night before she passed away.

    –– Soph from


    1. Oh Soph, what a beautiful woman she was! I am so sorry for your loss but love the memories you forever hold in your heart for her. I know you are going to be making those same memories in your little guys life as well. 🙂

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  2. Awww…how sweet! There’s nothing like that mother/daughter relationship. My mom and I are very close, too. I am very fortunate to have her in the same city with me. She is an amazing Grammy to my two kiddos! 🙂


  3. My mom is my best friend. I think I need to write about her soon! And I bet your daughter will be calling you for every idea, next step, new guy, new job, great story when she is your age one day too 🙂 Reading your blog, it seems like you are that kind of mom-full of wisdom, love & laughter & fun. What more could a girl want in a mother–or friend?


  4. My mother! Where do I start? She is not a drop everything and run to your side Mum…but she looks after mine and my family’s health (she’s a naturopath), she loves her grandchildren and spoils them rotten, she was my first spiritual teacher and continues to be the most important, is endlessly supportive, proud and encouraging. When I was pregnant for the second time, she bought me a beautician appointment for every month – facial, pedicure, manicure, whatever 😍


    1. Wow, any mom who treats a pregnant woman so good is a winner in my book! 🙂 I am so glad you have such a great relationship with her Sara. She sounds like such a great lady!


  5. Where could I possibly begin to tell you the depth of my mother’s concern for me? Perhaps the best story about her is not a hold-the-plane story but instead a story of shoes. When my oldest boy was little and learning to ride his bike, he fell off his bike and broke his leg. I was with him and took him to hospital. Once there, they put in a call for an orthopedic surgeon to come and see if he needed surgery or not. At that point, I called my mother to let her know what was happening. She, too, lives another state away (about 45 minutes from our home then). But in under 45 minutes she was there to stand by my side, smooth my son’s brow, and question the doctor, etc. She was amazing. It was only after they took my son for casting (no surgery necessary thank you God) that she looked down and realized that in her haste to get out of the house and to us she had put on two completely different style/colour shoes! She was so embarrassed and yet, I was so impressed!

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    1. Oh, how I am in complete love with your mom and her mismatched shoes!!! What a beautiful story and perfect example of a mother’s love! Thanks for sharing this gem with me. 🙂


  6. My mom always make me the same kind of Birthday Cake every year! We ate chocolate a lot together. She taught me how to make amazing oatmeal cookies and let me eat the dough. Every night I could count on her to kiss me good night and tuck me in. She always took extra time from her day to listen to me before i feel asleep.


  7. I love this story and tribute to your mom, Sasha! I hope you are getting settled. We moved last week so i feel ya with the whole moving thing! The most poignant expression of love I hold dear from my mom was right after I had my boy. I was struggling majorly with post partum depression. It was really late one night and I was in hysterics. My husband was scared and called my mom, not knowing what else to do. My mom then talked to me, in the middle of the night, for about an hour. Talking through my feelings, telling me how much she loved me, and encouraging me. How could we live without our moms?

    Your Boston is so lucky to have you. And I can only imagine that you will be right by her side in a heartbeat, whenever she calls your name. 🙂


    1. Marla, I had a quite similar situation to yours after my daughter was born. I don’t think I would have made it through the first few months without her. Thanks for sharing this intimate detail of your heart: simply beautiful.

      Oh, and YEAH for moving week!! 🙂

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  8. Wonderful photos Sasha! 🙂 I can your mom and your daughter have a great bond to each other.

    My mom usually doesn’t agree and support me at first. She always needs some time to think and digest before she agrees and supports me. Remember the time when I told my whole family and relatives that I wanted to go overseas to study, no one agreed at all including my mom. However, my mom changed her mind at the end and was the who helped me to convince them. Eventually, I did go overseas to study and she continuously supported me no matter what. I couldn’t be more thankful for all the support she has given. 🙂


    1. I think most moms would want to reject the idea of their daughter moving overseas. I know I would! 🙂 I love the way she stood by you in the end though. I can imagine the many nights of tears that went into that support. Thank you for sharing this dear story!!

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  9. Thank you for this post. Aww, it is a beautiful bond … a mother and a daughter! But you said it … perfect it is not. But how amazing that even in imperfection love still shines. That is such grace!!


  10. Moms and their daughters – a complex relationship.

    In my youth, I admired her; in my teens, I despised her; these days, love-hate her.

    I want to emulate her strengths and I hope not to fall prey to her weaknesses. Imperfect as she is, she’s mom and I won’t ever trade her for any other.


  11. I don’t even know where to start with how great my mom is. It’s endless how much we love each other and have become friends as I have grown as an adult. She is not only an amazing mother, but a wonderful loving nana to my daughter.
    Your post reminded me to text and thank her for being her. Thanks Sasha!


  12. Sasha, thanks for the reminder to love our mommas! I’ll never forget my mom giving up things for herself so she could buy us what we needed and her award winning giggle. Now, I love that my boys adore her too. PS: Those photos are awesome!


  13. What a lovely post 🙂 My mum does so much for us! She is our main source of childcare, having Zach 3 days a week, she goes out of her way to pick him up and drop him off when I’m away with work, on the odd occasion she picks him up from nursery and because we barely give her anything for it, we managed to buy a house. If it wasn’t for her, we would never have got a mortgage and we would be renting a flat somewhere no doubt! We owe her so much and Zach just adores his Nannie 🙂 x


    1. How wonderful for you to have her help, especially when it comes to your son! As much as you “owe” her, I imagine she finds joy in each and every part of it. 🙂 Thank you for sharing your sweet story with me!!


  14. This is your first post that I am reading and it really touched my heart. I will be back for more! My mother made sure that I always knew that I am just fine as I am. College, no college, an actress, a doctor, a bum on the street. My happiness was paramount. She isn’t the type to jump on a plane for me but then again she has anxiety about leaving the house. 🙂 I’m grateful for exactly who she is and all that she has given me. I hope my daughter feels the same about me when she grows up.


  15. I’ve always been a mommy’s girl! I can tell her anything and still at 23 years old I text her throughout the day and talk to her almost every single night. When we moved to Jersey she said the first whole week with me and my not quite 1 month old baby. She had made the effort to either fly or drive out here once a month from Indiana to visit us. She has showed me what a great mom is and I only hope to be as great to my children as she is to hers.


  16. Unfortunately I never got to experience being an “adult” with my mom. She passed two weeks after my high school graduation. I often think of what it would be like to sit and chat over coffee. Talk about things, ask her things about her life as a young adult. Did she go through the stuff I have? We had such a special relationship. She never made me “scared” to talk to her. We always had open dialogue. I miss that terribly.


  17. I haven’t been on in a while. Definitely missed reading your posts!! I’m Catching up now. 🙂 My mom is only a 40min drive away but with busy schedules during the week it’s nearly impossible to see my parents but on the weekends. However when I have needed her the most she has been there without question- when I was hospitalized 2 years ago she stayed with me in the hospital about 3 times a week over a 5 week period. When she couldn’t stay she would visit almost every day. Bringing me fresh clothes and PJs so that I wouldn’t be subjected to hospital gowns. By far the most selfless woman I know.


  18. I just stumbled upon your blog today and I will definitely be back to read more!
    Your Mom sounds absolutely wonderful!
    My Mom and I have had many ups and downs throughout the years but today I can say she is one of my best friends! My husband and I have been struggling to conceive and she is always just a phone call away when I need advice or just someone to talk to. My husband was sick back in June and while he was in the hospital my Mom took an afternoon off of work to spend time with us and text multiple times a day to either make sure I was taking care of myself, to check on my husband, or offering to spend the night with me, cook dinner or clean. She is amazing and I hope I get the opportunity to be half as good of a mom as her! Although she is far from perfect, there’s no doubting her love for me!


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