Over the weekend we celebrated a very special birthday.
My Dear Mother's.
She has been gone now over 2 years, but I sometimes get very special messages from her.
Whenever I feel sad that she is no longer with us, I am always reminded that she is always in my heart.
As I was doing some organizing over the weekend, I opened a box of keepsakes and right on top was this lovely card.
In my Mother's beautiful script were written the most endearing words.
They were just what I needed.
She loved roses and I bought two bouquets; one for her and one to keep at home.
I wanted to celebrate her birthday with the roses she so loved.
She carried pink roses at her wedding.
My Dear Parents were married 58 years.
They rest side by side for eternity.
My Dear Mother loved birthday parties.
Here I have her and my sweet father's photos with angels, of course.
This is a favorite photo of her.
She is smiling as she gazes at her birthday cake.
Everything about this photo has captured my Mother's spirit. Her love of home with her favorite dishes in the hutch behind her, the pretty floral blouses she always wore, her can of diet coke, her beautiful, thick wavy hair.
Her sweet dimples.
I set out a few favorite photos of her here, too.
I have a small collection of 'posie' art and her original painting of sweet peas in a blue glass jar was my Mother's favorite. My father bought it for her on a trip to Seattle's art galleries.
She loved sweet peas.
Angels guard a small vial of roses.
Some favorite photos of her.
A vintage book relays a message.
The milk glass colonial wedding dish that my Father gave her.
Inside something borrowed, something blue,
along with a vintage photo of my sister's and me.
Sunshine casting shadows through the window on two of her collected vintage doorstops.
These are some of the ways I keep my Mother's memory alive.
Home and Family were the most important things to her.
As they are to me.
Do you have a loved one that you dearly miss?
How do you keep their memory alive?