My mother is on a journey; one that I can say I wouldn’t attempt, at least in the way she is doing it. Mom has an adventurous spirit. I’m not sure that she’s always had it. I think it’s something she’s acquired with age. Whatever the case may be, I think I got a bit of that spirit too. I’ve done a few things in my time that I look back on and wonder what made me attempt such a thing. It must have been that adventurous spirit in my genes. Thanks, Mom.