|#Joyful Journeyist & the Adventure of her LIFE!||
At the airport in Boston yesterday, I passed this young man playing his ukelele. The soothing sounds of music made me smile as I headed to Dunkin' Donuts for some coffee. On my way back I stopped and thanked him for sharing his beautiful music with all of us and asked if I could take a picture. He shyly said Thank You and sure. I snapped a couple pictures and returned to my hubby with our breakfast. After I gave my husband his coffee and told him about the young man I just passed, I felt compelled to go back and thank him in a more tangible way. I grabbed a 5 dollar bill, walked back to him and said "I know you're not playing on a street corner with your case open for donations but I'd like to give you something anyway." He got a little teary eyed and said he was not to proud to accept. I explained that my son is a musician and currently studying at the Musicians Institute in Hollywood. As the mother of an artist, I truly know what the phrase "starving artist" means. I asked him his name and he told me "Eric". I said, "I'm Teresa, nice to meet you" and we shook hands. I wished him well and we parted ways (both a little teary eyed). I would not miss the $5 that I gave him and knowing I may have actually fed him today was worth FAR more than that dollar value.
After my husband and I boarded and got our seats (he on the aisle, me at the window) the plane began to fill quickly. The flight attendant announced that it was a FULL flight and there would be no empty seats. As the last passenger squeezed in between Jim and I, I actually looked forward to possibly meeting a new friend. God always places the neatest people next to me when I fly! I made a little small talk to break the ice and we began a conversation. I found out he was a student at BU and heading back to Houston to see his family. He was a very busy (and involved) student so he hadn't been able to go home in quite some time. He had a younger brother and sister that I knew would be thrilled to have their big brother home for the summer. I asked him what he was studying and he said "Broadcast Journalism". I told him that was awesome and I felt he had not only a great voice but also a great face for TV. He smiled and thanked me. I explained that my Dad was a Radio and TV broadcaster in the Navy and talked about his Dee Jay days a little bit. We shared back and forth for awhile and I quickly realized this was no ordinary young man next to me. He seemed mature (and wise) beyond his years and I didn't even know how old he was. I asked him. "I'm 21" he said. WOW! Now, I was really impressed. We talked a little bit about his generation and the huge difference between it and mine. I said that it was a shame that most people view that generation as lazy with a "what will you do for me" mentality. Kind of like how cops have a bad reputation because of a few bad ones. Everybody (come on now, you know you do) thinks cops are on a power trip. This is not a true characterization of most cops. Just like most 20 somethings are not trying to get, get, get. I know a LOT that are about give, give, give. This young man was no exception. He is the Student Body President, Emeritus at Boston University. He is so involved with activities that I could tell he probably hadn't slept in a year! His eyes were getting heavy and I gave him my jacket to use as a pillow and told him to get some sleep. He would soon be with his family and the excitement of that reunion would not allow much sleep at first. I am the kind of Mom that takes care of EVERYONE. You can ask anyone in my family and they will vouch for me. I became Mom to every friend my kids brought home. I always wanted to be the "Kool Aid" Mom growing up. You might know the one. She was the Mom on the Kool Aid commercials, pouring the drink for the ENTIRE neighborhood as all the kids came running to her. My daughter once said to me "Mom, if there was an actual job title and description of MOM, you would be it. You're like a professional Mom." Honestly, that was the biggest compliment I have ever received. I try to excel at every job I am given, no matter what it is, but being a Professional Mom is probably the one that comes most natural. I'm a nurturer and a lover (not a fighter as the famous MJ once said). My Dad said he often describes me to people by saying either she is Dora the Explorer or "She hugs the world". That's it! I really do want to hug the world and traveling gives me the opportunity to do JUST that! That's pretty much how I came up with my website name "TT's Trippin' on a Joyful Journey". I travel not only for the new places I will see but for the new friends I meet along the way. One of my favorite examples of that is in my post "How a wrong turn brought me to the right destination" HAPPY ACCIDENTS . Before I wrap up this post, I would like you to meet Dexter. One day as you watch the news, you will say "I know that young man, I read about him somewhere."
Sharing an aisle on a plane with him and probably a total of 30 minutes conversation made me believe that there is hope not only for our country but for our world. With young men and women like Dexter out there, the world CAN be a better place. Knowing he is going into Broadcast Journalism and will be a media professional, I can sleep better at night with the hopes he can bring his thoughts across the TV channels. I told him to give his Mom and Grandma a hug from me and tell them that "they did GOOD". His Grandma was a huge part of raising him and I know firsthand how important that is in a child's life. My own Mom lived with us from the time our kids were 2 till after they graduated from High School. Because my husband and I were both in the military and worked long shifts (and me nights for several years) AND had to deploy at different times, having my Mom there as the rock for my kids was invaluable. My kids are better adults because of the influence their Grams had in their life. She passed away almost 3 years ago and I miss her every day. The plane landed and Dexter and I hugged (I cried) as we parted ways. I felt like I was saying Good Bye to one of my own kids. He had such an impact on me that he literally touched my heart and leaving him made me sad. Knowing we would keep in touch (we exchanged cards and his business card was as classy as he--impressive for a 21 year old) quickly made the tears I shed become tears of joy. Mother Theresa was an incredible human being. I aspire to be the type of "Mother" she was to the world. The fact that we share the same name causes lots of folks to refer to me as "Mother Teresa". I can never fill her shoes and be the person she was, but that does not keep me from trying every day!