A no-win situation...and off you went...in your own way, as usual
Below..age 91, having missed the train one more time.
Below...when you first moved to Charlotte after Daddy and Grandma died.
Two years ago, enjoying bubbles..
Coming home from lunch bunch on the bus.
Sunny...beloved cat...used to ride on her walker...13 years later was in her bed when she died.
Daydreams
Shuttered windows open wide.
Sparkling sunbeams sweep inside,
Reeling on the patterned floor,
Polish circles on the door.
Dancing diamonds of delight
Entertain me while I write.
This is where I want to be,
Touched by sun and poetry.
From the book, Daydreams, by Alice Franzen Clemons Burt
I love you so.
8 comments:
A beautiful remembrance -- they are always with us, our Moms. Happy Birthday to yours.
Be well.
Your Mother looked amazing, so vibrant! I am sure she lives on in you and yours....that very special 'sparkle' is eternal. All the best as usual from quite chilly Western Australia.
What a lovely tribute to your mom. She was quite a character! Mind if I share her wonderful poem?
Oh, how perfect ~ ~ this is where I want to be, touched by sun and poetry! thank you for the gift to start my day. I am sure there are many ways your mother bubbles out of your heart and into your day as well. Let them bless and surprise you especially today.
How blessed you are to have had your Mom for so many years!! She looks like she was a sassy lady :)
what fun photos - happy birthday to her!
The poem is lovely. I agree our mums are always with us. Your photos show a wonderful mum.
Hugs
Lovely post!! It was just amazing to read this post. At one of the historical party halls in Boston MA we just celebrated our grandparent’s 75th anniversary. It was truly blasting night for our family!
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