A week from today is Mother's Day, and my thoughts recently have been a lot about my mom. The first photo displayed is of my mom and me in 1997 before she had dementia. The second photo is of me at around age three. When I look at this photo of me, I think about my mom.
My mother made the dress I am wearing in the picture. That is impressive to me because it is a beautiful dress with lovely detail. My mother fixed my hair with the curls and braids. She would periodically give me a home permanent to make my straight hair curley.
I think what I am trying to say here is that my mother put forth a lot of effort to make me look nice. I appreciate that, along with a million other things my sweet mother did for me.
I am still missing my mom; it has been one and one-half years since she passed away. Before that, she lived with dementia for ten years. If I go back before my mother's dementia, then I can remmeber her at her best.
My mother gave everything she had to her children. I love and appreciate her more and more with the passing years.