Me and my mum, a year and a half ago. The big guy and I took her for a weiner roast, her first, down in the river valley. It was a wonderful day.
She got to feed the chickadees out of her hand.
And eat roasted marshmallows.
It will be a year next week since she died. I miss her still, especially her laugh.
The picture of her feeding the chickadees is amazing! I am glad you have these memories. And I don't think we will ever stop missing our mom's. The wanting is primal, I think.
ReplyDeleteI love these -- and really admire your devotion to your dear mother. You look alike -- both joyful.
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