Ever since I “got serious” about yoga, my mom has been commenting that she would like to attend a class. Each time I visit her I casually mention that she and I could try to find a yoga class near her if she wanted – but her response is usually along the lines of, “No, not now, maybe later…”. Okay.
As I was preparing for my family’s visit, once again I mentioned yoga to my mom. I said that if she was interested in trying it out, I could take her to the studio that I practice in – which I know has safe, knowledgeable teachers, and classes designed for beginners as well as more advanced students. To my surprise, my mom said that yes, she would like to come to class with me. So this morning, she and I went to the studio, and she experienced her very first yoga class – right next to me.
I was really pleased that my mom cares enough about me to show her support for an activity that clearly is important to me – not only with her words, but also through her actions. And I was delighted that not only did I get to be present for my mom’s first yoga class, but that we were able to fully experience it together.
I know my family loves me. I also know they don’t fully ‘understand’ a lot of my lifestyle. But they do try to learn more about it/me; and they respect it/me as best they know how. I’m a very lucky girl to have such a good family. And knowing just how lucky I really am makes me wildly happy.