Dearest Mother
Here we are sitting together, be it on horseback, the old international truck, the tractor, the hay wagon, the snow sleigh, the old ford pick up... those are just a small part of the good memories I have.
I have never forgotten your amazing flower gardens, they will always be with me. I'll never forget hearing you play the piano and singing after we had all gone to bed. I remember learning to play to be like you. I'll never forget the holidays we shared.
I remember your face, feel your kisses. I feel all of your dreams inside me. Your strength, your determinations, your passions, and yes your stubbornness of which I proudly wear.
The last time I saw you, we were outside on the patio in Santa Anna California. You were like a child looking at me curiously and talking, you were cold and I wanted to hold you.
I've always been with you, with Tom, with Mike and with Jack. Standing behind you and beside you.
I can still hear you singing today.
I pray that you know we all love you and look forward to being together again.
Thank you for bringing us along with your dreams and passions.
Your loving daughter, Donna.