My Hippie Mother ...

I grew up with my father Joe after my mom died and I will say that I grew up a well rounded boy, we lived on the outskirts of town and it was like living in the woods... I Loved It ! We had about a quarter acre of woods behind the house and not a neighbor in sight, about the age of ten, my father started dating again and I was happy for him, no one could ever be my mom again but it was nice to have a woman around again.

Joe never lasted long with any woman, maybe two weeks up to a month before he would break up with them.... that was until my dad started dating Dalia, when I was around fifteen. Dalia was a very peaceful and loving woman, a hippie from way back and still lived that way today, I liked Dalia right from the beginning and even after three years of being together, I like her even more and of course my dad must have really really liked Dalia to be still with her after all this time.

It felt so good waking up to a woman around the house again, Dalia would sing and dance and laugh a lot, and by this time I found out that Dalia would often partake in a joint or two, she didn't work and so it was actually great being around her all the time, my father Joe worked for a airplane Company and so would piolet around the world, sometimes he would be on a run where he would be home the same night and other times it would be two weeks, it didn't bother Dalia and I all that much because we always hung out together, although on the runs dad made that lasted two weeks, Dalia would get a bit down and mope around because she missed dad and their time together.

Today marks the second day that dad's been gone on one of his two week flights and I was determined to keep Dalia from getting down, in what ever way that I could... being eighteen now and not having to work due to dads income meant that I could concentrate on Dalia more.

One day I told Dalia that I was going to walk into town and hang out with a couple friends all day and she was happy for me and told me to have fun and come home whenever I wanted, I asked her what her plans were today and she had said that she was going for a long walk in the woods and that I should have fun with my friends. I gave Dalia a big hug and told her I would be back tonight, as she let me go of her hug she asked me something ... " Johnny, would you mind calling me Mom for now on, I know that I will never be your real Mom but I am not going anywhere and I would feel so much better if I heard you calling me Mom ... would that be okay with you ?" I smiled and hugged her again and whispered in her ear " You are like a Mom to me and I would be happy calling you Mom .. or Momma ... or Mommy ... " as I broke off the hug and chuckled with her , stepping back a few feet I looked at her again and said " I will be home later tonight MOM " and waved goodbye as Dalia jumped up and down and clapped her hands together while saying : Thank you Johnny, that means so much to me . See you tonight Son " as she giggled and bit her bottom lip.

After walking for about half an hour, it dawned on me that I forgot my cell phone and keys at home, I knew that I needed them and so I headed back home to get them, when I arrived back home I walked through the woods and came out in the back yard .... What did I see ???