“When someone you loves becomes a memory. That memory becomes a treasure”. Author Unknown.
I may not be able to afford many of the necessities of life. But I am wealthy in so many ways. Rembering the good tines I shared with my mom brings more joy than sadness. Knowing how she faced the many struggles life sent her way gives me courage to press forward. Even so I miss her.
Today I crocheted a navy beanie with gray stripes. I also crocheted some cotton yellow flowers.