Miss you, Mom...

This is my Mom when she was almost 4 years old.  Don't you love that big bow in her hair? 

This is the full photo...and it's hand tinted like this.  That's her brother, my Uncle Ed, with her.  My brother has the framed photo now, because Mom moved in with him & my SIL a few months before she died.

 

Mom died on this date in 2008.  She outlived my Dad by 20 years, even though she didn't really want to.  When Phil & I first moved to this house...which had been theirs...I didn't sleep much & late at night I'd hear pacing up & down the hallway.  I wasn't living here when my Dad got sick, but Mom told me how when he couldn't sleep, he'd pace the halls.  The night Mom died, the late night pacing stopped...and has never come back.  I figure that was Dad...waiting for Mom to join him.

 

Miss you, Mom...and Dad, too.