My dear mother, you live in my heart and will until my last breath. Thank you for all that you gave me through your example. I still remember the palms of your hands -- soft and rosy; oh how I loved stroking their flesh. And your dimples, I loved poking my tiny finger tips into their depths. Your face and hands expressed your love for me, so they are my fondest memories of you. I love you. Happy Valentine's Day.

This light shines deep into your soul where your greatest beauty resides.

I always associate flowers with you. Especially the big dark red rose bushes you had on Ozmun and the red climbing rose trellis on Lincoln. I never see a red rose but what I think of you.