Lunch with my mother

 

After my mother passed away, dad and I went through all the things in the kitchen and the attic that needed to be sorted through.  Some items I had never seen before, and he said he hadn't either.  Memories were now lost, forever.

 

 

This is one of the plates that I took.  My father said that these were some of the first plates they used when they got married.  He couldn't remember why or when they had stopped using them, and didn't even remember my mother saving them.

 

You can see that I chose the one with the chip in it.  Life isn't perfect.

Everyday, almost, when I have breakfast or lunch, I take my plate out of the cabinet and say hello to my mother and we have a meal together.

I wish she had shared more about herself with me when we were together.

Take the time today to share with your children or grandchildren something about yourself that you've never shared before.  Give them a memory to have.