I have really been missing my mom lately. Maybe it is because I am coming up on the 15th anniversary of her passing, although, in reality, I really lost my mom about 25 years ago. She had a massive stroke and had dementia, and for the last 10 years of her life she was in a nursing home. My mom and I were very close. We were good friends and we did a lot of things together. She and I had a completely different close relationship than my dad and I had, but we were still very close. My mom, Evelyn Theresa Wood Jones, was 76, just a couple of months shy of turning 77 and just a few months short of her 56th wedding anniversary with my dad, when she passed away. My dad went to visit her everyday when he wasn’t out here with us. My mom and my dad moved out to Pasadena, California in 1955, where they stayed for the rest of their lives.
This was Mom’s baby picture. She was born May 4, 1929, in Port Arthur, Texas. She was the 2nd born and the only girl, with 3 brothers.
Mom on a pony. She was about 4 years old.
Here, she is about 14.
The Hula Girl, when she was around 16 years old.
A young pin-up girl on the beach. As a red-head, with tons of freckles and very fair skin, this was a rarity. My mom and the beach were NOT the best of friends, unlike my my dad and I. My dad and I have always shared our love for the beach and the oceans around the world.
Her high school graduation picture.
Wedding Day to my dad, June 24, 1950.
After 14 years of just the two of them, I came along.
My college graduation day.
I was a bridesmaid at a friend’s wedding. We really didn’t take too many pictures of the 3 of us, and especially not all dressed up.
Getting Glamorized.
I miss you Mom. I hope you are at peace. I love you always and forever.
Aww! Rip! ❤ 🌹✨💖😊❤❤😘😘
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What a beautiful tribute to a special lady. ❤
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It really is. 🌞
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Beautiful memories – even amidst the grief of loss. Thank you for sharing. ❤️
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Thank you. I know she is still watching over me. Whenever I see either irises or butterflies, I know she is right here with me. 🙂
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I know my mother is nearby whenever I smell fresh hay and horses. I understand.
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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Great photos, thanks for sharing. You were sooo cute!
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Thank you. 🙂
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What a lovely post!
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What a beauty and she looks like so much fun. I hope the memory of her brings smiles to replace the sorrow.
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Thank you. Happy memories help things out a lot. 🙂
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Beautiful post and how timely – I miss my mom a lot, too…
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Thank you. My mother loved both butterflies and irises, so whenever I see them, I know she is right here by my side. We have so much in common. Take care my friend. 🙂
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Remembering is important and I find that sometimes the good memories help and sometimes they don’t. I hope your happy memories bring you comfort.
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They do. Thank you. My mom loved both butterflies and irises, so every time I see either one, I know she is right here by my side. 🙂
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Priceless memories. 🌟✨💫
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Thank you.
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What wonderful pics. I can still smell my mother in the clothes I have tucked away in an old dresser of hers.
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Thank you. That’s sweet. Those happy memories, and smells help so much. 🙂
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