Mother's Day was celebrated on Sunday, May 9, this year; which is also granddaughter Nerissa's 21st birthday.
I am pictured here with flowers I received from granddaughter Allison, a student at North Texas University in Denton, TX.
They came on Saturday and today (Wed) they are still fresh and pretty. What a pleasant surprise to receive them from Ally.
The other photo is the arrangment we placed in church last Sunday
honoring granddaughter Nerissa who turned 21 on Mother's Day. They were also in memory of our mothers.
I didn't know anyone to pass the church flowers on to, so I am trying to keep them alive until this Sat. so they can be used in our church fellowship hall for a United Methodist Women's district meeting. I will replace dead ones with flowers from our yard.
When I was growing up, on Mother's Day we always pinned a rose to our lapel; red if our mothers were still living and a white rose if your mother was deceased. Everybody went to visit their mom on Mother's Day, and she usually ended up cooking the big meal.
Our mother died from a blood clot at such an early age, 48, that she never had the opportunity of having her 7 children and their families to come for Mother's Day. She had 6 grandchildren when she died; now there are 9 more and 17 great grandchildren.
Here is a photo of our mother when she was 33 years old. She is holding Alice, next to the youngest child who was born in Oct. 1946.
I enjoyed the calls from Ron and Bill on Mother's Day. Bill and girls were at Emerald Isle Beach in NC for the week-end and celebrated Mother's Day and Nerissa's birthday. They connected with me via Skype on Sunday evening. Ron called from Austin airport at 9 a.m. en route to Stamford, CT for a temporary job. Various delays kept him from getting to Stamford until 11 pm.
