Who told me "You can do it," when I was afraid of taking on something new.
Who saw to it that I accomplished things a bit more perfectly than I had tried to do.
Who always had a book by her bed that she was reading and gave her children presents at Christmas of books and lockets and perfumes in boxes of soft pink blouses or sweaters.
Who, more and more, became a good friend as life went on.
Who was spunky and cute with a free spirit that was fiesty and fearless, honest and kind.
Who always gave double what was asked of her.
2 comments:
Your mother was such a pretty lady. And her spirit lives on in you. Loved this reminiscence of a wonderful woman. I'm sure she would be so proud.
No wonder you're such a sweetheart Rosalie. What a lovely role model she was. She was so pretty and passed that beauty on to you, too. What a lovely post this is. Blessings to you today, Diane
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