Before heading to Lovely Hallow Farm that morning, we made a brief visit to our nearby Starbucks for the irresistible "Pink" drink, and the Skate Park, where Jamison will practice his tail whip, 180, wheelie, and the iconic Bunny Hop, fully geared up for safety. Meanwhile, I will stroll 3 miles around the park with my eldest.
While we were walking, Jayden talked about his post-high school plans. He was torn between enlisting in the US Navy or going to college to join the ROTC program at his school to pursue his childhood dream of becoming a pilot. I could still picture him in his room playing with model airplanes, a dream he has cherished since he was little. Trying to hold back the tears and that dreadful ugly cry, with a mix of excitement in my voice, I assured him that I would be a proud mom no matter what path he chooses.
Upon reaching the bend in the path, we encountered Jamison, who informed us that he was prepared to go after slipping in the skate park's fishbowl. The boys and I then hopped into the car and headed towards Lovely Hallow Farms, situated in the countryside near our residence. It was there that the boys had promised to accompany me for some flower picking.
After parking the car, we headed towards the booth to buy a mason jar for the flowers we will pick. The boys received instructions from the staff on the correct way to pick the flowers, including cutting the stems to the length from the hand to the mid-arm, and removing all leaves to help keep the water clean and the flowers fresh for longer. The boys acknowledged the directions, and we proceeded into the field.
One row leads to another, filled with countless flowers in shades of pink, yellow, orange, and white, all bursting with color. The boys help pick flowers, ranging from the smallest to the largest. As they do so, they can't seem to keep still, almost as if they're imitating moves from the latest Matrix movie. "Mom, these dumb bees won't leave us alone," they complain. Despite their size and fierce appearance, these two boys are utterly terrified of the bees swarming around the flower farm. I can't help but chuckle at the sight of them dodging the tiny creatures buzzing about.
After dispersing the leaves onto the ground, we trimmed the stems uniformly and arranged the flowers meticulously in the jar. We took a leisurely walk through the flower fields to make sure we didn't miss any that we might like to add. While the boys continued walking, avoiding and waving their hands to chase off a harmless bee, we went back to the booth to return the scissors before making our way to the car for the journey home.
During the ride back, I find myself quietly chuckling at the memories we recently made, and then I ponder the discussion Jayden, and I had earlier that day. It's astonishing to realize that the moment is approaching when he will have to make such significant choices, and I am certain that he will opt for what is most suitable for him. Just like a flower, wherever destiny takes you, when the moment arrives, simply flourish and bloom.
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