From the first moment I saw her when I was just a newborn I loved her. I remember family vacations with our trailer. Mom loved to camp. I remember once her making spaghetti out on the camp stove and pine cones blew into the pan. She just kept on stirring like they were supposed to be there. She laughed and removed them after our gasps. She once grabbed the tail of an armadillo and tried to pull it out of it's hole just so my brother and I could see one. I remember crabbing and fishing with her. 

She loved flowers and had a beautiful garden. She could grow anything. She loved nature and watching birds and butterflies.

She was a special lady who could light up a room with her smile. She was not only my Mother, she was my best friend.