She passed at 90 years old this past May. Been thinking about her a lot. She was a feisty little woman. Slapped my chops a few times. God rest her soul.

She’s 52 in this picture, before we headed up the Blue Ridge Parkway to Mt Mitchell.

 

Someone once said that memories are like life's cushions and thats so true. 90's a good trip and you were there for it.
RIP to your mom.

 

Cherish the memories. You are blessed.

 

Sorry for the loss of your mom. Rest In Peace.

 

Today would have been my father's 94th birthday. I've been thinking about the last one he was around for which was his 90th. RIP to your mother. In a few hours, I'll be heading to the cemetary to place some flowers on his grave. Enjoy the memories.