Today would have been my Mom’s birthday. This is an emotional time of year for me.
April 15 is the anniversary of my sister, Rose’s, murder by her estranged husband (1969). She had mailed a birthday card to Mom that day. Mom received it two days after Rose’s death.
Mom died on May 5, 1995, and Mother’s Day is the following week.
Needless to say, April and May are reserved for memories of my mom and sister.
I found this quote recently:
“My mom smiled at me. Her smile kind of hugged me.” ―
And I think these pictures are perfect for that quote.
How many times I was the recipient of those smile-hugs.
But her smile-hugs weren’t reserved just for me.
Happy Birthday, Mom.
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 