Tag: a photo a week

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 50:

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.

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.