This little lady is my mom. She was one tough cookie. She put up with a ton of crap from eight of us kids and my dad. She taught me to sew and knit and crochet. She let me keep a little black kitten that my friend's mom dropped off at our house...because I had told her my mom said it was OK...that was when I learned not to ask. Consequences always work out somehow.
She used to lock us out of the house so she could mop the floor...so it would be clean for a couple minutes. She was determined to learn to drive and finally, she did! She had her own car and she deserved every moment of freedom that afforded her.
She loved yellow roses and I sent huge bouquets for birthdays and mother's day. I did not spend enough time with her, so I have to cherish what I remember, and celebrate her sweetness and her strength.
