“In some cultures (I don’t know if this is actually true but bear with me on this one), old, invalid people at the end of their lives are carried by one of the children to the top of a mountain. There, the child leaves the old person to die, either of starvation or other causes.
A son was carrying his mother on his back up the mountain for such rite. All the while, the mother was picking up leaves and throwing them along their way. At the top of the mountain, the son asked the mother when he was about to say goodbye why she scattered those leaves along the way.
The mother answered, “So you would not get lost on your way back.”
Happy Birthday, Mama Mary!