I can't believe its Christmas again, and I still want to pick up the phone and call you. Me and Crystal are going to attempt to make holiday goodies today, but we won't even try sugar cookies! IWe just can't gwt them right. I love you so much Mom, think of you every day!!

Happy Mom's Day Mom, I love and miss you so much, remembering you, with smiles and tears.

Sometimes I forget Mom is gone, and I'll say, "I'm going to ask Mom", or, "I'm going to tell Mom", then I remember she's gone and I miss her so much. I love you Mom, it's almost Mom's Day, and I am reminded that my Mom is gone, and it makes me miss you even more

I can't bring myself to delete Mom's number from my cell phone contact list ... I even tried the number, to see if it had been inherited by some random stranger, but it remains ... disconnected. But, I still remember when I used to call, and let her figure out if I needed to be buzzed in. Sure, if only she COULD buzz me in ...

Merry Christmas Mom, I know your watching us from Heaven, I wonder if you miss us like we miss you. I'm remembering all the holiday goodies you made every year, all of us kids and Grandkids loved your holiday goodies. Your sugar cookies were always my favorite, I've tried and tried but can't get them to taste anywhere near as good as yours!! I remember talking about the cookies as we were headed to Calif. for Christmas. You even mailed me "care" packages of goodies the times we couldn't come, and I watched my mailbox in anticipation. So many things I wish I would have done for you now that your gone, but I'm sure you know that, and it's okay. i Love you Mom, Merry Christmas

Mom was so beautiful, coal black hair, beautiful blue eyes. That was the early years with her coal black hair, then later she did her hair blonde to go with her California tan. She loved her clothes, her ankle bracelets, her toe rings. Mom loved her hair clippies, her leggings and favorite shirts with cute sayings. I love and like you Mom, missing you so much

Oh, Mom and her ice tea, next to her kids she loved her ice tea ! I remember in the early years going to Moms, grabbing her big jar of ice tea, taking a big swig, oh how good that tasted, even with no sugar. Then later I'd make my own ice tea, a big jar mimicking Moms, only with spoons of sugar added. You can bet Mom would never drink from my jar! Now, like Mom, I have to have my ice tea, brewed from the same tea stained pan that sits on my stove, and, like Mom, don't dare try to wash that seasoned tea pan! I don't know if Mom ever drank a whole jar of tea, only adding to it before it would become empty. Now the tradition is continuing through Crystal, as soon as I get to her house she is boiling us some tea, sitting together and taking that first big swig, oh how delicious!! Mom lives on in us, I love and like you Mom

Suntan lotion ... tea ... peanut butter ... enchiladas. I've told the story of her goofy little dog careening off a sprinkler head and plowing her lawn with his teeth a MILLION times ... windshield wiper.

Oh, Sherri. (laugh out loud) those are great pictures...so mom being silly. She sure knew how to get a laugh

Ah, mom. (smile) She was always there to listen....we would commiserate about like thoughts and we would argue about differences. We all know she hated to be disagreed with. (smile) My memories of her when we were young was how she always made dinner...it was something I looked forward to. That and the homemade tortilla chips she would pass out the back door. We used to laugh about how food makes some of the fondest memories. (grin) I remember her running around with us like she was a kid at the Redlands Blvd house. And I lost track of how many times I borrowed money from her...(smile) I recently went thru tons of slides...ah, memories. And smiles

Mom always made sure pictures were taken when everyone got together. Sometimes it could be quite the ordeal, but we always had a good laugh and then Mom was happy! I Love and Like you Mom

Mom loved life,Mom loved us, we loved Mom. Mom loved to make us laugh, she loved to do crazy stuff, crack crazy jokes, she loved when we laughed with her, or at her for that matter. Mom was so proud of her family, so proud of all her Grandkids and Great Grand kids, Iwe know cause she always told us. One time at Moms me and her were counting on our fingers her Grandkids,and Great Grandkids, we'd lose track and we'd crack up and she'd start all over again, holding up each finger as she named a name. We did it over and over, and I don't know if it was me playing to make her laugh, or her playing to make me laugh, but she got the biggest kick regardless. I Love and Like you MOM

Mom always wanted us to believe she was so strong, which she made me believe. I didn't even realize the strength it must have taken to keep us believing that. Only now do I realize how she was hiding so much from us as far as her health was, to protect us. I Love and Like You Mom

I'm going to start with my most recent experience ... Visiting Mom in the ICU was like being in a dream. But, when I looked into her eyes, there she was, and I now know that it was SO important, for her, to be able to see her kids as much as she could before she passed, even if it meant she would have to live a painful existence. The nurses and doctors kept mentioning "quality of life", but seeing her children WAS her quality of life.