My favorite story

When asked to tell a story about my Momma, my favorite to tell is this one.

I don't remember how I learned about the Stairway to Heaven in Hawaii but when we planned on going to Hawaii that was what I wanted to do most. Our first day there we drove right past it on the way to were we were staying. We drove over to the area where it is several times looking for the trail-head but were unsuccessful in finding a trail-head. We found out that the Stairway to Heaven was closed, but every-time we had drove past it there were people on the stairs. On our last day in Hawaii we decided to try and hike it anyway. The base of the trail is near a subdivision. We drove till we found an empty lot against the mountain and I would start there. The empty lot was fenced on all sides. I stood on an electrical box to jump over the first fence, climbed over the next, walked in the direction the stairs were and found a road (which was fenced), walked along the road till i came to another fence. Every fence that I encountered had signs saying that trespassers would be prosecuted to the full extent of the law. I was nervous and didn't want be arrested so I went back to the car. When I opened the door of the car Mom was scared and asked "What's wrong?" I said I was sorry that I scared her. She said she just didn't expect me back so soon and why was I back? I told her about all the fences and signs. Mom looked at me and said "They post those signs so that if you get hurt or die you cant sue them. Get out of the car and go climb the stairs." I got out of the car and climbed the Stairway to Heaven. To this day it is one of my proudest achievements. I couldn't have done it without the encouragement of my Momma. 

Momma thank you for always encouraging me to achieve my goals. Thank you for your unconditional love. Thank you for being my Mom.