Every Thursday, I head to the Senior Center for Yoga.
And nearly every Thursday, I think of my mother.
Because you see, LONG before yoga was an "IN THING," my mother was teaching Yoga for community education in Pocatello, Idaho.
I still remember her practicing her rotating ankle movements at night. We do that exercise at Yoga.
I never got to see my mother "in action," but I'm sure she was a wonderful teacher. She was a wonderful everything.
I wish I had asked her more about it.
I WISH .......
My mind is a list of wishes about things I WISH I had asked my mom.
Ah, IF ONLY, is a hard way to live one's life........
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