I miss going to the greenhouse to pick out the perfect hanging basket of pink petunias.🌸They were her favorite. I miss picking out a new set of blue plaid dishtowels, in just the right country shade to match her kitchen. I miss standing in the greeting card aisle, tearing up, as I read the heart-felt sediments in each lovely note. 😥
Every now and again, I look at your pictures and wonder how I could ever charish a piece paper more. At times, I still hear your voice and it almost sounds like a song in my head.🎶 And sometimes I think no one could ever love me more than you did. Thank you for being the example I needed you to be.
I now know what it means to be a mother, and it’s a labor of love that requires a special kind of person. You were my person! Thank you for being my Mom! 😊
Happy Mother’s Day in Heaven! I love you! ❤😇❤