Turning Forty-Three….

I recently celebrated my forty-third birthday…..forty-three…I just had to type that again.  How time flies…as they say…

Well, it was my first birthday without my mother.  And I knew it would be a bit emotional to not see or hear from my her.  It made me want to go and find some photos of my mom when she was my age.  I didn’t find a lot…as most moms…we are usually the ones BEHIND the camera, not in front of it….after about an hour long search, I found two photos.  One is of my mom, one of my brothers and me on my fourth birthday.  The other one is from Easter of that same year, also with my mom and some of my brothers.

In both photos, I’m wearing dresses that my grandmother made for me.  I loved that purple dress.  It was one of my favorites.  She also made my Barbie a matching one.  My mom didn’t change much year to year….she looks almost identical in this picture as the day she died…..