As we celebrated Mother’s Day this past weekend we were surrounded by wonderful friends and family including my sisters, nieces and cousins who are all wonderful mothers. But as I looked around I reflected that two very important mothers to Jim and I were not there. Moma was at home sick, those who know mom know that if she missed a celebration she was really feeling rotten! I do hope she kicks this funk soon. I sure missed her smiling face, the sound of her laughter and of course her mac n’ cheese and fruit salad :-), but at the end of the picnic I knew I could call her on the way home.
Jim also misses his Mamma dearly, her smile, listening ear and of course her deviled eggs 🙂 but he did not have the same opportunity as I did to call her on the way home. It still seems like yesterday that Miss Polly’s Sunday evening calls came in or her postcards arrived from her travels. I miss her…and my heart hurts for Jim as I know how much he misses her everyday. As we listen to the the many birds chatter here on the Eastern Shore we smile and know as we sit on the porch on Tazewell Ave that a certained winged angel is looking over us.
Miss Polly at the Davidson Farm in Tennessee. GO HOKIES!
Moma in Action….helping us find the house thru the jungle!
