Some things get better with age; cheese, wine, (or so I've been told) paintings, and my Mom, Cleo.
We celebrated my Mother's 90th birthday, and what a celebration we had! Even though I was accused of thinking this party was a wedding reception, we decorated the cultural hall in the church and filled it with people.
These people came with hugs,
well wishes,
memories,
smiles,
songs,
and love, to honor this beautiful, gracious lady.
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| Mother and her younger sisters. |
Some people were OK having their picture taken.
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Others were not.
(I wonder what my Dad was trying to tell me.)
Happy Birthday, Mom! We love you!
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| This was taken at the end of the day. Half of my kids were gone. |
