Thanks, Mom

My older brother posted our Mom's photo on his Facebook page today.  I was startled, because for an instant, I thought I was looking at myself from a much earlier time...

Somehow, I never saw that resemblance before, although people said I looked just like her when I was younger.  Which always made me mad, because I was young and she was old, for goodness sakes.  My gracious.  Now I wish I could go back and visit with her, and find out how she styled that hair-do.  And tell her how pretty she was;  how vastly talented; and how very much I appreciate the gifts she passed on to me.

 

Thanks, Mom.