She was a real person.
She would not have been happy on a pedestal.
She took chances.
“What have you got to lose?” she’d say.
She enjoyed every moment
and knew the time to laugh and sing was now.
She not only smelled the roses
she planted, grew, and tended them lovingly.
Every day in my life I loved my mother.
Every day in my life I always will.
Beautiful. My mother was called Home in 2004. Love endures and grows . . .
Best wishes, Ellen
Thank you for taking the time to comment. I don’t think you ever stop missing your mother no matter how long she’s been gone.
Very nice Linda! I am sure Your Mom would think so too!
have a Happy Mothers day 🙂