I rose early to bless the sun at dawn. Ironic when a year ago today, the precious one who bore the name of the early light, was taken from my life. I miss my mother so much.
Dawn, of most blessed memory.
November 3, 1953-April 8, 2008.
Such a long long time to be gone and a short time to be there.
Sunflowers and butterflies always remind me of my mother.
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