What a beautiful post. As I mentioned on my blog, my mom dies at age 91. She was also mentally sharp until the last few months of her life. She was a survivor of the Holocaust. She lost her entire family back then. Her experiences impacted tremendously on the rest of her life. She was one of the strongest people I've ever known.
I'm so sorry to read about your mama
I sent mine Boomie painting, it got there on Saturday morning!
*Best daughter ever award*
I hope you spent the lovely Sunday morning sleeping in and looking a gorgeous women!
Thanks for the inspiration G
the sunlight on the leaves in that pic is very beautiful :o)
... and a very beautiful blog to go with it... my partner works in a childrens hospice and death is quite often around our lives... it is ... as they say... a part of life and in many ways the MOST important part of life.... and yet we seldom think of it...
when my father passed away some years ago i'm not sure i ever shed a tear ( actually, not true,,, i remmber an evening when i did but it was some time later and not really very dramatic) not through any lack of emoion or feeling... i just didn't. He had a "natural" funeral where you are buried in woodland and cardboard or wicker , and one of the things you can do is dig the hole yourselves. We ( me and my sisters ) did this and i think it was possibly the most spiritual/religious/moving (take your pick... i can't work out the right word!) it was timeless and special... and i think more to do with death than many other events i have dealt with ...
I musy fess up to wanting to claim Star Trek.
In a section I was clearing I found another patch of
Purple Trillium. Then while at the hardware store this
afternoon found seeds for Yellow and White Trillium.
It is a shame when something happens, on a day that means
alot to ya, that marrs how ya feel about that day afterwords.
