No matter what, there was love. No matter the situation, there was love. It was truly till death do they part. It has been a year now yesterday. It still hurts like the beginning. I cried so much, but life, life moves forward; whether you cry or not.
This has been quite the year… the struggle is real, but my God is more real, and I know that He watches over me, and my family.
One more week left in this journey, it has been a long task, but one I can see my healing beginning. It will take a bit, I just needed a start. I love you mom.
It was a beautiful day, the geese and ducks were full of bread, and this was a great shot of mom and jr, time just enjoying what they enjoy… time together at their favorite fishing hole. I miss this. Much love mom.
Today, would have been my mom’s 67th Birthday. Today, I get to remember her. Today, I get to show photos of her; today.
This photo represents my family, brother and sister, and mom. May you rest in peace, and eternally know how much you are missed. Much love mom.
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.
How I miss mom’s smile. But life goes on right. Just another day of her feeling like she was on top of the world. Always a good time spent. I am so blessed, that we got the time as mother and daughter spent. Much love mom.
I did love how she started to love getting her photo taken. I was always the photographer. It was cool of course. How I miss this. Life goes on…
A photo from my phone, that I had taken a couple years back. My dad and half sister, we share the same dad, but different mothers, came down from Cali for my birthday. Mom on the right, it was a good day, I miss you mom, its getting to be that time of the year.
1987, a photo of mom and her mom, my grandma. Depending on the month, I think ether march or April, it was around easter time. I would have been 13 or 14.
There was a time my mom was slim, this was totally back in the early to mid 80’s. Back in Palm Springs, Ca. Yeah, the desert. There were some good times, bad times,times of love and family. How I miss her.
Like throwback Thursday, this is way back tuesday for this photo. My mom and older sister. I think my mom was early thirties, she had gotten off work and I took this photo. Good times, hard time, but family times back in those days. You are loved, and missed.