Happy Mother's Day! These are photos of my Mom's little yard in front of her little apartment downstairs. The apartment is even cuter than her little garden area. Our family has been through so much during the past 2 months, so it gives me great peace and comfort to know she lives just downstairs (there are stairs inside too leading up and down from our part of the house).
We built this house 3 years ago because we didn't want my Mom in Denver so far away from us. I'm her only daughter, when we left Denver over 5 years ago, I didn't realize how hard it would be to live so far away. It is a lot of work having her here, and it was a big adjustment, but I have such peace and comfort knowing that she is safe and sound just downstairs in her own little place. We have dinner together every evening, and we're just a shout away.
The photo of the pretty teenager in the silver heart shaped frame is my Mom. The photo behind her from 1916 is of my Great-Grandmother, Elodie Cyr. The tallest girl is my Grandmother Eva Cyr-Kuney (she grew to be 4ft 9 inches)! She would go on the next year that her Mother died to raise her nine brothers and sisters while her Father worked the farm. I can't imagine.
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!” -Jack Kerouac