My Mama, 1914, the first-born to a logger and his wife training to become a nurse. Mama left us to live in Heaven last year, and a new girlie joined our family. Strange, my youngest granddaughter is Mama’s spitting image. God is funny that way, isn’t He? They look alike, although they won’t meet here…
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Heartfelt Christmas
It’s Christmas Eve, Mama. I thought of you today, when I read my favorite childhood book, The Night Before Christmas. You and Dad gave it to me. I sat before our Christmas tree and read it aloud to make a video for my granddaughters. It’s your tree, Mama. In memory of you. I dressed it…
Mama’s Birthday
Today, was Mama’s birthday. She celebrated her life everyday with thankfulness and joy. She often told me she didn’t want to live to her 91st. Mama’s comment was odd, until I realized she was in pain and bed-bound. In my thoughts, we had a conversation that went like this— “Hi Mama, you’d be 91 today!…
