I don't recall dreaming about mom in the past at all, but she appeared in last night's dream. In one part of the dream, I was with mom. She had to be somewhere in 3 days and was going to walk there. At first I agreed to accompany her. And then as day turned to night, we were about to enter a straight and clear path inside a forest. I was torn between fear and shock. It was pitch black down that path, and my mom, who always preaches safety, was alright with walking along this path? At night? I asked her if she was certain she wanted to walk along this dark and desolate path. She said to look again, it wasn't dark. So I stood on my tippy-toes to see that although it was still dark, there seemed to be more defined shadows than just the pitch black I saw just a moment earlier. But the idea of walking for three consecutive days seemed absurd to me, and it felt like I was becoming more aware of how ridiculous this idea was. I told my mom as much. I think she became sad I was not going to accompany her, but it's her choice to walk for three days and her choice to be sad about it. Even in my dream, as in waking life, mom is irrational with her travel choices.