My Mother and Her Brother
I have no idea as to the year this photo was taken. All I know is that it is my mother and her brother doing some sort of farm work at their home in Ashley, Illinois. I wish I had a better image than this-it is a laser copy of a photograph and I've scanned it and tired to redeem some of it-but, it is no better than mediocre.
Yesterday (Oct. 1) marked the 14th anniversary of my mother's passing. I don't know which uncle is pictured here with her. Perhaps it's my Uncle Bob (Robert) who died in WWII in Europe. My mother was very close to him and it left such a gap in her heart. I know that they are together now with the rest of those whom have passed.
Every Sunday, throughout the month of October, a group of us join together in the art of remembering-all leading up to the Dia de Los Muertos in November-aka All Souls Day. Our hosts, Rebecca and Stephanie lead us graciously on this journey. Won't you join us? Joining can be as simple as visiting all the links posted on their blogs of those who participate. Share with us the beauty of remembering.
As Rebecca had written (I've taken an exerpt from her poem):
"treasure all those
who have graced our lives with their own courage and verve.
to reaffirm the promise to live life fully,
straight from our hearts, boldly, with great unending passion,
one full day at a time."
"Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem..."