I was talking to my sister, Julie, on the phone tonight. I guess, technically, it was last night. Let's just say it was a few hours ago. The last thing she said to me was, "Mom said you need to post something new to your blog."
So here it is:
A short, picnik montage of my mom.
I remember nothing of the first two photos, but I do remember the last one. Ok. That's sort of a lie. I don't remember seeing this photo before a couple of months ago. But what I do remember is what we were doing. I cropped out the part of the picture that shows me and my sister, Jennilyn, getting ready to sit on some large rocks, on the edge of a lake. Probably more of a pond. But I was 4 and it seemed REALLY huge. And scary. I remember thinking I would fall in and probably die. But my mom told me I wouldn't. So I sat there. Quite still, just in case.
This is a picture of her probably reassuring me that everything would be okay.