|Mom and me 3yrs 4months-May 1965|
Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother ##503 - Mom and me 3yrs 4months-May 1965- photo series one #3
No Musical Monday today or next week either. I know about next week as I am still in the future and I have already passed next Monday.
I am really enjoying going through these old photos. My enjoyment is increased because I did not see them very often. Why was this photo album containing all these photos not on display? Or within easy reach? Why did I not get it out in the 15 years we won after you almost died, after you emerged from your coma, and review each photo so that I could glean your memories of these times before I can recount daily life? Why did I not make sure you explained every photo to me while you still had the power of clear speech? I worked diligently to preserve your mental capacity in those years because I knew what it meant that you had suffered brain damage. We did math. We practiced your handwriting. And yet, why did I not review all your memories of these photos documenting my childhood?
This one is frame worthy. I wonder why there were not more photos like this one in our "Rogue's Gallery" series of on display framed photos.
This photo was taken during the annual Memorial Day cemetery tour of your hometown and the surrounding towns to honor those loved ones who had passed away, primarily your mother. And yet, we both look so happy...
This blog is my memorial ritual for you, Mom.
This is the elegy song of my heart.
This is my pilgrimage to your memory, daily, ongoing, not ending.
Reflect and connect.
Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.
I miss you so very much, Mom.
Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.
- Days ago = 505 days ago
- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1611.21 - 10:10
NOTE on time: When I post late, I had been posting at 7:10 a.m. because Google is on Pacific Time, and so this is really 10:10 EDT. However, it still shows up on the blog in Pacific time. So, I am going to start posting at 10:10 a.m. Pacific time, intending this to be 10:10 Eastern time. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom. But I am not going back and changing all the 7:10 a.m. times. But I will run this note for a while. Mom, you know that I am posting at 10:10 a.m. often because this is the time of your death.