Memories…

Why is it that everywhere I go holds memories of mom. These are very happy ones tonight… Thank you Winter Park Wine Room. I know you’re looking down on us T & pointing us in the direction of the Reisling (but not too sweet). Love u & miss u so much. Salut mommy.

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  1. I grew up Catholic too and I’ve learned that spirits reside in heaven after death. As an adult, I get to pick and choose what works for me as far as religion is concerned. The religions themselves do the same.

    When i read this post, I can’t but say to you that I think you’re mom was with you–reminding you that a something as simple as a smile can coat the world in beautiful shades of love. 🙂

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