my mother was born on this date in 1929. i cannot conjure up what she would be like as an 84 year old woman.
in my memory, she will always be 52 and stoically resigned to her fate.
here is a photo of mary's eldest granddaughter. she has always resembled my mother, which has been a great comfort. a sort of consolation prize from the universe.
happy birthday, mama. happy autumnal equinox, everyone else.
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Aww, she's beautiful! I'm your mom's age now. That's weird, huh? I miss my mom all the time. Hugs.
Beautiful girl!! :)
It's lovely to see your mother in your daughter's beautiful face.
great photo! it is amazing to watch the genes as they move through the generations...sometimes uncanny. Robin told me once how much I look like my paternal great grandmother -- and I had never seen the likeness before. But there she is!
A beautiful remembrance of your mother, A. Happy Birthday to her.
Beautiful!!. I finally started reading, :) andI love your blog, especially the memory words. XO
Inside as well as out! Fifty-two seems so damn young to depart, especially since I have now passed that age. Heart wrenching at times.
Yes. More importantly, she is intelligent, compassionate, and practically fearless.
Sometimes her expressions are so similar to my mom's.
They'd have been great pals!
It IS amazing, observing the genetic similarities. Funny that you resemble your paternal gg, because I resemble mine as well. Which I never realized until seeing a photo of her with an expression on her face that was eerily similar to me! Family members concurred.
Aloha! Thanks for checking it out, Jude. : )
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