My sister wanted to go to the cemetery to decorate our mother's plot, so the Toot and I picked her up and off we went.
It was a beautiful day and I was lucky to get some nice pictures.
We miss our mom, especially during the holidays. I still think of her everyday. Just today as I was driving to my sister's house I had do drive through our old neighborhood and as I drove towards Sycamore Park I saw a small older woman walking up the sidewalk who reminded me of my mother. This was from a distance. Sometimes I like to see things fuzzy because of this. It's easier to image her sweet face when I see something blurry that'll remind me of her.
Sis and Toot...
The cemetery has always been a calming place for me. It has always been a safe place to just release my worries or forgive and pray in my own way.