I've been thinking a lot about my Mom lately. I still miss her so very much. She has been gone 7 years already.
Do you ever look back at old photos and try to remember the story behind the picture? In most of these, I was so young that I don't remember it. My mom also looked so young in these. She had naturally curly, almost unruly hair, her whole life and was covered from top to bottom in freckles. My sister is just like that. The only thing I get from her is her hands, and her strength. My mom was living in turmoil with my alcoholic dad when these were made.
I think for my Sunday post, I'll write a post about my mom in my Sandy's Stories blog. I'd love to hear about your mom as well.