I love my Mom.
As a parent I find myself thinking about about what a lousy child I was. I live in the present. And don’t dwell on my mischievous past. When with Mom though I think about the fact that I could have been a better son.
She is 84 now of which I caused some anguish for some 10 or 12 or more years. Some of her wrinkles have my name on them. Though at 84 I think she is beautiful. Her eyes still have fire in them. Today when I “told” her I wanted a picture of her she shook her fist at me and said “I am still your Mother I will decide”. She loves me. I got the photo. I sit here with tears in my eyes hoping I can visit her and hold her for some time still. A little selfish on my part. She tells me often (speaking of my father) “jim, I can hardly wait to get that great big man’s arms around me again”. It will be 10 years next month since Mom hugged Dad. My Mom is a GRAND LADY. When she does eventually graduate from earth I will miss her. Thankfully today she allowed me to capture a moment of her beauty…..
Cody
This little guy loves my mom too. He takes care of her. Keeps her company. He loves it when I stop by. I give the best belly rubs
Good to see her again.
I have to say, I have been waiting a long time for this shot…
There are quite a few similarities between our past and our parents. My mom too is getting mature and has been without my father for 9 years. She has two barking chihuahuas that love her. Your mom is beautiful . I could barely get through your words. Thank you for sharing your mom with me.
As always…. I am touched by your pictures and passion for what you photograph….. particularly today. Thanks, my friend! I’m grateful I know you!
Thanks Wanda.
Crying again…I love Grandma, and hearing about how much you love her too! 🙂
Jim, this photo brings tears to my eyes. My mother just passed away this last October at 84 and she looked similar to your mom, covered in wrinkled,white haired beauty, but with that twinkle in her eye. I miss her so much, but like you I was grateful that I made it a goal over the last 3 years to go and see her every few months so that she would know how important she was to me. It changed my life as I learned to serve my mother through her trials. It was an honor to do things for her that she couldn’t do for herself anymore, though some of those things were harder than caring for a newborn, my heart would swell thinking that I was finally giving back to a woman that gave all she had to all she met. I am glad you have this time with your mom. It is a treasure for sure. I love coming here and seeing your life in your photography! It perks me up to rub shoulders, technographically of course with someone who loves photography as much as I do. Keep up the good work and keep being the good son!