I am sorry to hear about the loss of your mother. I lost mine in 1990 at the ripe old age of 57. I have a lot of those little memories. One I can recall is when I was around 11 years old. I had found a small green snake in the garden. I wrapped it around my hand and took it to show to my mother. She thought it was fake until the snake's tongue shot out. Oh my lordy! That is the loudest I ever heard my mother scream! The memories just get sweeter as time goes on.




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