Everyone who has touched our hearts and passed away represents a missing piece of our heart don't you think?
I love this photo of my beautiful mother taken in June 1965. I had left home a year earlier and when I returned for my first (of many) vacations I snapped pictures of everyone in every room in our little Wilmot home.
Mom was working in the kitchen in this photo - she was never without a smile for her daughters. And she was almost always in the kitchen!
December 22nd I will celebrate mom's birthday as I do each year and on the 20th I will remember the day we lost her - cancer took her life twenty years ago this month Hard to believe.When your mother dies................hard to put into words.
Rest in peace mom - thinking of you always.
From the heart,