Mom’s 80th in her church fellowship hall in Richmond, Texas
Thank you to our mothers for giving us birth – not a small feat, sometimes done under the most difficult circumstances – thank you for your daily sacrifices made on our behalf, for sharing our joys, sorrows, achievements, failures, dreams, fears…for being with us in sickness and health. We celebrate you if you are with us, and we honor your memory when you are gone.
Stay safe, stay sane and please stay tuned.
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7 responses to “tis the season”
What a beautiful post, Sheila. She was a beautiful Lady😺Clean Pawkisses for a Happy Week ahead. Stay Safe Healty and Yourselfie🙏🐾😽💞
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What a lovely tribute to mothers. So many of us manage to mother in different ways, too.
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Absolutely.
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How happy she is!
I wonder if I’ll ever move past our conflicted relationship to some sort of memory detente. Sigh…
Happy Mother’s Day to the women who contributed to who we became.
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Yes, Ann. Exactly. Sometimes we do reach a memory detente. Sigh. And our mothers did indeed contribute to who we became – perhaps in spite of them, perhaps because of them. Detente. Sigh again.
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Your mother doesn’t have a wrinkle on her face! She looked great!
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Yes! She and her mother both had skin with no wrinkles when they died. Unfortunately, I have the DNA for wrinkles from my dad’s mother…sigh.
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