To my beloved mother, who no longer has any idea of who I am, what a daughter or son is, and why my voice is coming through something that is held up to her ear.
I know in my heart of hearts that she still can feel my love...no matter where either of us is, or what state of being we are in. Love you my dear little mama!
And your oldest son, my oldest of four younger brothers, is 'all better' now and heading home, again. I could always, always feel your heart and your thoughts, mom.... and you told me when you still could ....to 'take care of your father, take care of your brothers, and take care of me when I no longer can take care of myself."
I did it all, mom, and I always will. Love you SO, SO, much and someday, I will hold your hand once again, and maybe , just maybe you will know who I am. Until then, I know YOU and I remember it all for you...just like I promised.
hugs, hugs, hugs...
my brother, Doug,( the 'praying for a miracle man' ) my mother Nell Grace Peltier (Pelletier) Savikko and myself..in one of the many starched pinafores she always dressed me in ;)
Michele Bilyeu blogs With Heart and Hands as she shares a quilting journey through her life in Salem, Oregon and Douglas, Alaska, as she sews, quilts, and creates small format art quilts, prayer flags, and comfort quilts for a variety of charitable programs. Sharing thousands of links to Free Quilt and Quilt Block Patterns and encouraging others to join in her Liberated Quilting Challenge and make or donate small art quilts to the Alzheimer's Art Quilt Initiative (AAQI) Help us change the world, one little quilt at a time!