My mother is on my mind every day. Her strength through all things.
Her unwavering love of God and family.
Her many talents.
The tangible things she made that I hold with my hands.
The roses and many cuttings she planted in my garden.
And most importantly the things that I hold in my heart.
May my children one day fondly remember me like I remember
my beloved parents.
My mother, father and three oldest siblings.