I recently pulled out some old pictures of my mother and her sister (my Aunt Tootsie) and displayed them on an old screen on a precious little new to me old table
(that I found at an antique stores a few weeks ago and absolutely love).
The table sits right by the front door and each time I come home or leave
I am greeted by the smiling faces of my sweet mother and her sweet sister.
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They were two amazing ladies who died within three months of each other 7 years ago.
I was so blessed to have them both as a part of my life.
Their sweet smiling faces always bring a smile to mine.
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