The wind blew past my face with a gale like force, and I had to laugh. Only Mama would show up with such a description, her name being Gail, the pun caught me by surprise. I turned to face the movement of air with confidence looking over this mountain range. “Mom, am I doing the right thing? Am I in the right place? Are you proud of me? I had no idea how bad things were between you two. I had no idea he had never gotten better. Why did you hide so much from me? I could have protected you more.” The whistling of the wind was my only…