Once upon a time I had a Momma...
...a momma that I could go to for advise or a hug when I was having a bad day.
...a momma that I could laugh with.
...a momma that taught me how to garden and how to sew
...how to enjoy the simple things in life.
The springtime seems to be the hardest time of year for me. As the days start to get longer and the snow melts away, I am reminded of how happy my mom always was at this time of year. I miss her.
I wish I had known her better and that I knew the stories behind pictures like this...