Mom's Hat

Mom's hat is our centerpiece of the holiday table. Whenever she dressed up for church, she gad a variety of hats that she wore.

She has now been gone for 17+ years. She went to a class reunion in Missouri with my Aunt Daisy, got back to their motel room, and then keeled over. 79 years old.

Since I was a mama's boy, I took it pretty hard, and I still have a rough time on Mother's Day.

But, I think of her often, and the memories are all good ones.

Happy Mother's Day to all. Mother's are a special breed, a true gift from God.