I just returned from visiting my Mom who lives 150 miles away. She just loves taking care of me. She always feeds me home cooked food from my childhood and makes sure I am covered up when I sleep over. Even at this disgusting age, I take clothing with stains no one could possibly remove for her to work her magic on.

She always wants to give me all kinds of things and she paints porcelain so recently she made me a whole set of dishes (for 12) with each place setting a different Oklahoma wildflower. It is a stunning work of art on my big dining table.

While I was visiting recently, Mom gave me some things to take to my daughter for her new baby including a few things she had made for me before I was born.

She also insisted on giving me fabric for some chairs I am helping my daughter recover.

I guess love and helping our children trickles down.
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