My earliest memories of life on this earth involve my mother. It was a spring day, and I was around two years old. I had my mother all to myself, which was a rare event in our family of nine. My siblings must have been at school that day. It was early spring, and we were together in the backyard. The wind was blowing clouds across the sky, making the sun peek through and shadows wave along the grass. My mother was hanging sheets on the line, and I was chasing the shadows along the lawn. A happy memory!
My mom is an amazing woman. She raised seven children, and has been a doting grandmother to twenty-one grandchildren and twelve (and counting) great grandchildren. Somehow, in the midst of all of that chaos, Mom still manages to sew, cook, quilt, knit, paint, stitch, grow, read, stamp, and pursue just about any craft and hobby you can think of. She is a mentor to a lot of women at her church, and her love of God just shines through her.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom! We love you!
{recipe: Just A Line (SU), So Saffron cardstock, Parisian Breeze DSP, Versafine Onyx ink, prismacolor pencils, blue taffeta ribbon, latte button, scallop edge punch}
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