This is my mom. The one on the right, not the bug-eyed one. That's her beloved, Willow. I've been trying to write something about her all day but can't find the right words. Writing an obituary is one thing but writing about what she meant to all of us is pretty impossible.
Our dad died 10 years ago and I blogged about him, saying how he was a man of few words. That was not our mom. Mom loved life and loved to talk about it. Even though she's been battling metastatic breast cancer for many years (that's not what took her in the end), I still thought she'd live to 100 like her dad. She just had that much energy and enthusiasm that I thought that would carry her through anything.
Any of you who used to follow my blog back when I did more of it, may remember my post about her being a good sport when I asked her to plank so I could take a picture for my blog. Of course she did it.
On one of my visits the two of us decided to do a photo shoot of her wearing her wedding gown. Of course the zipper was wide open in the back, which made us laugh even harder than we already were. Sometimes she would tell a story and be laughing so hard we couldn't understand a word she was saying. Anyway, she really got into this photo shoot - pose after pose. I'll just post a few of them, but there were some great ones. I think she wanted me to paint a picture of one of them but I never got around to it.
She was an excellent bowler and didn't quit until just a few years ago. I couldn't find any of her more recent bowling accomplishments but here's one from 2012.
We'll say our goodbyes to her this Saturday, the 24th. I know Mom would love to be in a pew in the church to watch all of us celebrate her life. For sure she'll be watching and probably telling anyone who's near, stories about all of us who are there for her. For those who can join us the obituary in the link below has information about where and when.
