On a shelf, by my work desk, is a picture of my parents on their wedding day. I decided on that photo because, I loved them both very much. I bought the angel a week after mothers death. (In 1995) Both picture and statue have been together ever since. 25 years.
Tomorrow is Mothers Birthday. August 6. She would have been 95 years old. Mother died when she was 70 years and one week old. She was a beautiful woman, inside and out.
I can hardly believe that it has been 25 years since her death.
The dog next to Mother on the shelf is Lancelot. He was my childhood dog, a wonderful blond cocker spaniel. Camelot was mothers favorite play when we adopted Lancelot, Lance in 1960-1961. I guess that you already figured that out, right?
Sweet Lance died a few months after I married Larry when Lance was 17. I loved him very much.
Today, in honor of THE Shelf...I remember two wonderful souls in my life. Mother and Lance.
Memories are tricky things aren't they? I found the quote below online....
We are all different, but this is exactly how I feel. Memories have the ability to make me very quiet for awhile. How do you feel about memories?
Love you beyond the moon.
Me
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