As always, we took our annual trip to visit where we scattered her ashes years ago on a hot June evening with the sunset so very spectacular, we just knew God must have let mama have a go with the paint brush that night. She was always so artistic.
This year, my almost/ brother joined me and my brother for the visit. It was good to be with my boys.
My heart swelled with nostalgia as we took this all too familiar gravel road to our destination. Of course, with a little John Denver playing in the background...
hey, it's good to be back home again..."
We parked in our normal spot and hopped the fence to get out to her tree.
I was sad to see that not a single wild flower seed germinated out of the big bag we scattered last year, but I did notice that God still made sure we had some flowers nearby.
We talked of her and how we missed her and reflected on the importance of her in our lives.
We documented our visit as always..mama always liked pictures.
We gazed upon a home of our past and noted changes for the better from previous years.
And of course, no visit is complete without a visit to one of our favorite local eateries.
Mama would love that we are all still so close and looking out for each other.
Another year without you mama, keep looking out for us and see you in a little while.
We love you, we miss you everyday.
Beautiful.
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