I couldn't resist putting this picture of my then 17 year old mother in one of the frames I've painted for the upcoming wedding. I think it suits her beautiful young self very much. As does the garden setting, since she loved flowers and to work in her garden.
How she would have loved to know that The Writer is getting married and to such a wonderful young woman. And how I wish she could be here to meet Sammy and share in the excitement.
Something tells me that both she and my dad are watching all the preparations and rejoicing in their grandson's happiness and our family's good fortune.
Yes, she was beautiful. But her real beauty was inside and shown everyday to her family through her grace, good nature and loving care for us all.
Maude Anderson Hughes
June 21, 1918 - March 11, 2002