Not sure if she's in heaven or not, but otherwise ... picture perfect.
I miss you, Mom. Always will.
It seems appropriate somehow that this popped up in FaceBook feed today.
I was just cleaning up some stuff around the house and found Vicks Vapour Rub (I haven't used it since long before I became an adult, so it must have been my Mom's) and a bottle of her Oil of Olay, which I don't use, but kept anyway. I don't know why ... okay, maybe I do, but ... I don't know why.
It will be nine years in a few short days (Nov. 29) - time to throw this stuff out and move on?
Perhaps, but that's okay ... I still have two of her dresses hanging up downstairs.
