When I talked with Wendy today, she said I needed to warn her when I post pictures. [It is a rare thing.] Wendy said something like "I had forgotten this look" but we both agreed how much we liked this picture.
We all have pictures of Mom, with her hair all prissed up, all made up with every thing perfect. Mom would take a picture of herself in a minute. Big smile, lots of color, lots of everything.
This picture is none of that. Mom is sporting her wig at this point, but still has on some makeup and earrings. I don't see Mom's port accessed, so we may be either starting or getting ready to leave. We are back in the corner in our favorite chair. In my small camera phone, I have the picture of Mom that I carry in my heart. I see love. I see peace. I don't see fear. I don't see pain. I see everything that has brought us to this day that we have spent together. In this picture, in this second, we are together and that is enough.
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