A Tribute to my Mother, Ellen Claire.
A part of my life is gone, but an Angel appeared.
This photo was taken on May 27, 1947.
My mother was so beautiful.
I was bundled up at the time, but it's me in my Mother's arms. I didn't know anything then but
I was named after my Grandmother and Mother and also one of my daughters is named Ellen.
The other day I wrote a long post about my Mom and Dad. After I posted it, I went back and re-read it a few times. I cried. I then deleted the whole post. I thought that if I read it again, I'd just go to pieces, but it's okay now. I think I can handle it. So it's kind of a re-write. Maybe.
My Mother looked so beautiful when she went to work. Her nursing cap was the prettiest that I've ever seen and she wore a dark navy woolen cape over her uniform. She was a Registered Nurse and loved private duty nursing.
I am dedicating this post to my Mother, my friend, my knitting buddy.
The Angel on my shoulder.
Never forget where you came from.