Choices, Chances and Changes

In the faded corners of a sepia frame, we stand, side by side, laughter frozen in time, a dance of shadows and light.

Your hand, a gentle anchor, guiding our small steps, as we wander through fields of daisies and dreams.

Now, in the hush of winter, snowflakes kiss the earth, blanketing the world like a soft cradle.

Memories, like embers, glow in the cold, warming our hearts with each tender glance.

The holly berries gleam, amidst the frosted leaves, a symbol of our bond, everlasting and true.

The world, an image of memories, brushed with love and whispered tales, each photograph another page in the book of our hearts.

 

The birch tree stands out beautifully in the winter landscape, swaying to a mellow dance.

As we walk hand in hand, the evergreen trees keep their foliage, providing a splash of green amidst the wintry weather.

Looking up, I see a woman with vulnerabilities, but wrapped in strength and resilience that withstand every season.

In her smile, I see openness of sensitivity, draped with courage and conviction that endure every storm.

In her eyes, we remain, her little kids with dreams, wrapped in her love and a timeless embrace.

Her hands, gentle and kind, spoil us with care, each gesture a testament to a mother’s eternal soul.

 

Through the years, her love, unchanged, unwavering, a beacon of light, guiding us to find our every dream.

As I sift through the old photographs, each one tells a story of moments that shaped who I am today and who we have become.

Each memory a milestone that showcases our growth, our evolution, and our transformation.

With each photograph I hold, memories flood back, painting the past in vivid hues of love and longing for that beautiful blessing.

I have found echoes of the past preserved in faded snapshots that whisper stories of times long gone and cherished moments.

In the stillness of these old prints, the dance of memories begins anew, each image a chapter in the tender tale of our mother’s endless love.

 

Happy Birthday, Mama

Winter, Jan 2025