Stories aren’t created from routine

by Lisa Hauf, NDFB Public Relations Director

We’ve all been there. You have the day or the week all figured out and then something unexpected happens, and all those plans change. You have no choice but to start rolling with the punches.

This past Mother’s Day weekend was a memorable one, to say the least. My oldest son, Evan, was asked to play for the North Dakota Warrior’s hockey team. This is a great honor, and he was pumped to have the chance to play with some fantastic kids and an inspiring coach. My husband had started his busy time of work and couldn’t join us on our trip to the cities, so my mom went in his place. It was going to be a perfect weekend: A trip to the cities with my three kids and mom. We were going to watch some hockey, go shopping and make some memories. Well, all three happened – just not as we had planned.

We made it to the cities and watched my son play the first game. He did great and made me one proud mom. I could tell he wasn’t himself after the game but figured it was those teenage hormones kicking in, and he just needed some sleep. At midnight, I woke to the dreaded sound of vomiting! At this point, the weekend plans changed and it was time to start rolling with the punches.

At 4:00 a.m. I went down to the lobby to get another room for my mom and the younger boys, as Evan battled the flu. My shopping consisted of going to a nearby grocery store to get Gatorade, medicine, soup and bleach. Thank goodness my mom was along to help. She was creative and made a scavenger hunt for the younger boys as they went for a walk outside. I took them swimming to burn some energy. And bless my mom’s soul, she took them to Chuck E. Cheese!

Evan was determined to play one more game. He found the energy to play with the team for third place. I could tell he wasn’t 100 percent, but he still managed to have a nice assist and some good saves. His determination made me proud.

The weekend wasn’t what we had planned. It was a difficult weekend, but it wasn’t necessarily bad. And it was absolutely memorable! It was a Mother’s Day my mom and I won’t forget. But I guess that is what makes moments unforgettable. Stories aren’t created from routine; they are the result of the unexpected.

One comment

  1. I love hearing about the “real” mother’s days! You will always remember your mom being there for you when it mattered the most and your boys will always remember feeling loved. Memories for a lifetime

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