My mother and daddy. They were just kids.
My beloved grandmother. She was always there for me.
My sister, Candy standing, me on the right and momma.
When I was a kid I used to fix my mother breakfast in bed on Mother's Day. I wanted her to know that I loved her despite her mothering instincts. It's been twenty years since she passed and I still miss her. She did have her good times where she appeared to be normal. I focus on the good memories rather than the bad ones.
I am wishing you all a Happy Mother's Day.