I Spy....

 This is one of the pictures in my "Mom" file.

The first story that comes to mind is that while Gaye and I 

decided mom needed a recliner,

we knew it would be a "limited" engagement.

So, being the sensible minded,

albeit a bit irreverent,

daughters that we are/were (?),

we asked local family members who would 

*eventually* want a *slightly*

used recliner. 

We figured we would try to take

said family members color scheme into account

when choosing the recliner.

Michael thought he and his family would enjoy it.

So, there is mom loving the recliner

and one of her first statements regarding it?

Don't tell Michael if I die in it. 

LOL

But beyond the obvious (to me) story, 

there is a wealth of other stories in here.

There's the figurine Tom and Teresa had admired and 

we gifted to them.

There's the bamboo shoot Taryn had given to 

mom and Big YEARS ago that

mom so very proudly kept alive.

There's the needlepoint church that Patty made for mom

that mom absolutely cherished.

There's that clown that mom adored but none of us could

quite embrace.

There's the picture of Breese on the deck of the 

USS John F. Kennedy when she was helping with 

relief efforts for one of our country's 

natural disasters.

There's the picture way back there that Shanna

made to commemorate a donation made

to Heffer Project in Mom's name.

There's a Mimmsy mouse, we only found

about 150 Mimmsy pieces in that place!

That stupid Cricket phone that mom

never really got the swing of.

And way up there you can just spot the edges

of two of the pictures from mom's

Victory Tour.

She loved those pictures.

Once she couldn't get out of bed any longer, I hung them

on the wall across from her head, totally too low

but perfect for her to be able to 

turn her head and see us all. 

I spy.....