The day she died, there was a geranium on her table in her garden.
I took this plant with me, to take care of it.
The year after we took slips from it and now we have a whole bunch of geraniums.
Some of my brothers and sisters also have some slips,
and they are making new ones too...
So my mom is still alive in our memories and in her geranium(s)...
Here you can see my mom when she was young. It's the girl on the right side
I love this photo. Her and her friend's enthusiasm, their clothes and their attitude. :-)
Last year I wrote another blogpost about her: far away, but still near
And the year before I posted this one: to honour my mom