Went to the fruit market today, saw sour cherries, and can remember my mother making cherry pies and pitting all those cherries for them. Remembrances of childhood days long gone. Nothing is like your Mother.
Short but says a thousand words. How many of us are in the same boat.
Read this with a knot in my throat.
My wee mother was in a similar way.
Hope time helps you.
This is quite simply beautiful and touching...and says so much that we can empathise with....the same words could have been used for me and my Mother.....
It's almost Christmas. Lynn Basil is writing her last book about a secret entrance into the magical doll land of Sha Bebe that she loves so much. Bagannos have taken over the world! Lynn finally meets her dolls in real life. Can she write in a Secret
It's almost Christmas. Lynn Basil is writing her last book about a secret entrance into the magical doll land of Sha Bebe that she loves so much. Bagannos have taken over the world! Lynn finally meets her dolls in real life. Can she write in a Secret
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Peace,
Thurman
Read this with a knot in my throat.
My wee mother was in a similar way.
Hope time helps you.
Best--Gerry
Leann
Be always safe,
Karen