We went on a little trip together, just mom and me, in Philadelphia. I looked after her a bit, and even though I'm now fifty, she cuddled me and said I was still her baby...
My mom is the one who encouraged me to draw when I was little. The story goes that when I was two, she tried to draw on my drawing; apparently I grabbed the crayon out of her hand and pushed her away.
It's been three months since my Grandmother died. We mustn't hesitate to spend time with those we love.
I hope you frame this piece because it's so beautiful . Well done.
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Thank-you for saying that....perhaps I will, but I feel shy about framing.
DeleteWow... Outstanding !
ReplyDeleteEven without cowboy boots?
Deletegoddesses have mums too
ReplyDeleteSweet, but I'm no goddess. I'm just a lowly mortal!
DeleteWhether you're religious or not (I'm really not) hitting your knees in the morning and just saying thank for the loved ones in your life is well-worth twenty seconds. Then, go call them.
ReplyDeleteSpending time with those you love....that's the thing that makes memories. And what is a life if not a collection of memories?
DeleteI love seeing how your drawing impacts people and what out draws out of us all. Thank you. And your Mother.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if that is a definition of art...evocative - is that the word?
DeleteThat was incredibly sweet. A beautiful drawing and sentiment.
ReplyDeleteThank-you Pickleope, it's good to see you here.
Deleteoh how I loved that...seeing your mom, hearing the LOVE, getting the reminder of HOW TO LOVE.
ReplyDeleteyou are such a cool lady, I'm sure your mom is too. :)
xo
You're right about love, it's all we really have anyways.
DeleteMy mom is a real lady - me, I'm just sketchy heheh....
So nice. I miss my Mom SO much!
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