Mothers Day can be bittersweet when you no longer have her in your everyday life. I spent this afternoon walking around my house taking pictures of all the things that reminded me of her. Turns out there were quite a few things...
The Foundation Angel that was given to me by my Shooter friend, Sue. It has the Eskimo Legend inscription.. Perhaps they are not stars in the sky but rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy. Most of my sisters also have the same statue as a lovely reminder.
The Crucifix in my bedroom which was given to Mom and Dad on their Wedding Day in 1946 by the priest who married them, Father Farley, who was also a relative of Mom. It is a Crucifix for the Annointing of the Sick. The middle slides up and holds a container of Holy Water and 2 small candles.
The "Ladies" hankie she gave to each of us girls at Christmas one year, with the handwritten message... Every young lady should at least own one real hankie, even if she never uses it!
The love seat she had in her living room. I have it in my guest bedroom, no one is allowed to sit on it!
The handwritten recipe book she gave to each of her TEN children one Christmas. She spent months writing out these old family recipes we grew up having.
The Pieta I gave her after a trip to Rome one summer. She was as they say a "God-fearing" woman, who went to Church regularly.
The St. Francis of Assisi statue which reminded her of her Dad..Francis
A photo of Mom with her two sisters..you can tell it was taken in the 70's! Luckily both sisters are still alive and well. Always joked about anytime they were together and were eating something, ONE of them would spill on their blouse. We told them it was because they were all so "well-endowed".
The wreath my Shooter pal, Sue, made me with some of the pink roses from Mom's funeral. The little willow angel was given to me by my Aunt Lorraine. She gave each of us girls an angel ornament that day.
One of her rosaries..she had a multitude of them. Earlier this year my sister, Laurie, gave one of them to a friend of hers who was traveling back home to Ireland for a visit. She had her bury it in her Irish homeland, a place she had always wanted to visit but never got the chance.
The vase with two angels I had filled with different shades of pink roses for the funeral. It was a gorgeous bouquet and the flowers Sue used to make my wreath.
Lastly, a quilt handmade by Mom. She made a total of ten quilts so that each of the kids could have one. Some were full sized and some were like mine which was a lap sized.
The middle photo was one of Mom taken on Sanibel Island picking up shells....
So, I will remember my Mom on this Mothers Day with smiles and a few tears and blow her a kiss to tell her I love her....
Wishing you all a very
Happy Mothers Day.....