Perhaps it was just ice crystals in the upper atmosphere, or perhaps it was Mother saying hello and letting us know she was thinking of us, too.
Happy Birthday, Mother. You were always the wind beneath my wings. We love and miss you.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Happy Birthday Mother
As most of you know, my mother, Evelyn Jones, passed away August 13 of last year, just five weeks shy of her 99th birthday. Monday, September 24, 2012, would have been her 100th birthday. Just before sunrise on Monday, we were on our way to the annual Buffalo Roundup in Custer State Park. As we traveled through the park, we saw this unusual "sun dog" in the sky.
Perhaps it was just ice crystals in the upper atmosphere, or perhaps it was Mother saying hello and letting us know she was thinking of us, too.
Happy Birthday, Mother. You were always the wind beneath my wings. We love and miss you.
Perhaps it was just ice crystals in the upper atmosphere, or perhaps it was Mother saying hello and letting us know she was thinking of us, too.
Happy Birthday, Mother. You were always the wind beneath my wings. We love and miss you.
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