This will be in my Top 10, for photos of the year! It is a portrait of my good friend, Joe, digging the grave for my dear Mother, who lived 98 years and 22 days! What a full life she lived. Today her body will be laid in the grave. There is joy because she is in a better place. Sorrow because she will be missed. Joe knew my mother well, and they had great times together.
On a morning walk with my wife! We are walking through the journey necessary when a loved one dies. Early Sunday morning Mother passed away at the age of 98 years and 2 weeks. A long and fruitful life!
My mother was a free spirit! At the assisted living home, the hospital, and at the rehab facility, they all enjoyed her humor, and realized that when she spoke, she had no filter! 🙂
As we look into the future I thought the silhouette of my wife was fitting. Also, it is always nice to see wildlife on our morning walks.
Many of you blog followers are great encouragers, and I thought you would like to know what we are walking through.
The last photo, is where I took Mom’s photo from. It was taken with one of our friends, and Mom, at Mom’s sister’s funeral in Kansas! A memorable photo.
We had a short and sweet birthday party, with just my wife and I attending! All my siblings attended via Zoom, thus they missed the cake and ice cream! Great to see her having fun and enjoying herself! I decide to pose with her, and she had to clown around! 🙂
She settled down when I grabbed the camera!
My wife and Mother!
Sitting on our porch, a favorite spot this summer. Our anniversary was in mid-June, and then later, Alice’s birthday. Soon after we celebrated 20,000 days since we met, way back in 1966. This week we were on a business trip and heard on Wednesday evening that my 97 year-old Mother had fallen and broken her femur. The next day (My 73rd birthday), I stopped in at 6 stores, in two states, and headed home, arriving by 10:20 pm, so we could be there for Mom’s surgery this afternoon. My wife and I are now the same age. I am sure we will find some time later in which to celebrate my birthday!
That’s me leaning on the hoe, second from the left. I would have been a freshman in High School, but maybe in 8th grade. The rest were Uncles and Aunts, Siblings, and Cousins. They had come from Ohio to visit us in Iowa. We had been hoeing weeds in the strawberry patch. In the background you see the green tent in our yard, where us boys slept since the guests were using our bedroom.
“There are no bad pictures; that’s just how your face looks sometimes.”
– Abraham Lincoln
My Aunt!
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