My mama has been very much on my mind lately.  I mean I always have her on my mind but more so in the last few days.  I think it's because I have been going through pictures and have found some of her.  There are no words to describe how much I miss her.  I wish with all my heart I could her voice just one more time.  If God would give me just five minutes to talk to her, I would tell her how much I love her and how much I need her and how much I miss her.

  I have very fond memories of my mama from early childhood.  You see, I was an only child until I was 9 years old.  I was my mama's world and yes I was very spoiled. But all that changed one day when I came home from school and she asked me if I was ready for a brother.  I told her only if it was an indian brother.  There was this guy that went to our church that was a Native American Indian and he had 3 little boys about my age and I loved being around them.  So I thought if I was going to get a brother I may as well put my order in for an Indian brother.  Sounded logical to me.  But alas, she brought home a squirmy, wormy girl and she wasn't even an indian. (well technically she is, our daddy's grandmother was a full blooded cherokee). But long story short, I wasn't the center of my mama's world any more.  To my little 9 year old mind, she didn't have time for me any longer.  Then to make matters worse she had another one -  a another girl.still no indian brother. 
   I miss my mama.  She as a good mama.  Maybe not to everybody's standard, but to mine she was. She loved her family especially her grandchildren  She knew all of them except Katie Faye.  I bet she visits Katie in her dreams.

  I love you Mama and I miss you!!!
 HUGS AND KISSES!