Memories, Mom and Mercy
Of course I've been thinking of Mom. I've been thinking about her death and wishing like mad that somehow I'd have been more prepared... I've been thinking about her life and her love.
Mom and me 1962
Mom and me Christmas 63
Mom and me fishing
Me, Mom, Grandma and Steve
Mom and me going to a dance recital.
I loved to dance, but I did NOT like the stage!
This was taken sometime in the mid seventies.
The sun was in this groovy bunch's eyes, I'd say.
Mom and me in the late 70's.
Mom, Grandma, Aunt Arlene and me
Mom and I are "hippy-ish bookends". Mike says that Grandma and Aunt Arlene look hip and "Mod Squad" in their pantsuits.
Mom and her Mom (my Grandma Mema) in 1980 something.
Comments
That first picture of you as a baby looks so much like Tab when she was a baby!
I know it is, but it can't be...
Yes. There are certainly Tab resemblances and I often see Livi Lou in looks and expressions!
You were beautiful from day one....and you still are! I love you.
Memories are great...
Liv~ no dreams for me.... how does
that happen. Lucky you.
Love you all.
Carolyn
Love the stylish pale pink suit she's wearing on the way to the dance recital. Your face there cracks me up! Wearing your heart on your invisible sleeve;).
Praying for you. Many {{{hugs}}}!
Carolyn- You are sweet!
I haven't had dreams either, but oh the vivid memories of an expression, a moment or touch, a day spent together etc., yet- for the first time in my life I might understand what propels some people to try to "call on the dead". (I can't believe I admitted that!) But don't worry, God's Lordship and sovereign wisdom reign over the living and the dead, so I'll call on Him!
Zo- It doesn't seem like it could be a month already.
I've often wanted to pick up the phone and give her a call... When I look at the "going to the dance recital" photo and see my scowl and then look at Mom's face, I remember how gracious (patient) she was... She was generous with encouragement and love, sweet love!
Amy- "Profound words" are elusive just now...
Your grief sharing means more than words can say. I am sorry for your loss, dear sister.