About My Mom

My Mom is a funny lady.  She has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. We have always had a great relationship even during my so called 'rebellion' years.  I wasn't that bad...but I'm sure I had my moments!

Growing up we moved a lot.  From one coast to the other, and a few places in between. My dad was a entrepreneur!  He had huge ideas, huge plans and a huge heart.  Adventure was always just around the corner with him!  We had an interesting life with him ~ to be sure.

A traditional family we were not!  

Over the summer I was able to visit my Mom, who now lives back in Minnesota.  One thing I love and can count on (and look forward to), is talking about the good 'ole days! Her days, our days.  Its amazing what you learn that you didn't know before!

Me and my Mom.

She is having a hard time getting around, at 82 (83 in less than a month) it is to be expected.  Age will do that.  It also begins the process of letting go. Things that are dear to you, things that have touched your heart.  When I opened my Christmas gift from her, I knew she was passing on something very special.  Her gift to me was carrying on the memory.  

This gift may not look like much.  A battered boot and some crazy dolls.  But to her (and to me), this is her childhood.  She loved her Daddy very much, and speaks of him a lot, so often with a twinkle in her eye.   

Included in this special gift was a letter.  She told the story of this little boot, and of course included some of her humor.

This letter is tucked into the boot with all the little dolls.  I will be keep it safe and sound for her.  Sharing the memories.