Month: November 2017

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 48:

I often wondered, what was you thinking about.   Was it just hurry up and take this photo, so I can get out of this blazing sun, or just ponering the way life goes…  either way, it was a good day for a photo.  Love you mom.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 45:

Mom in her younger years…  she smoked for a long time, and I was happy when she finally stopped at age 43, of course it took a heart attack to make it happen.  My mom was caring, she would give you the shirt off her back, or her last.  But never mistake that caring, or kindness for a weaknesd.  She would shut you down in a cowboy second.  As I have stated, my mom was the strongest person I have known in my life.  May you rest in peace strong woman.  I love and miss you.