My MaMa is gone now, but I remember Christmases gone by. This one I was just a baby, and that's my 6 yr. old brother. Mom doesn't look too happy here, but maybe she was tired. Back then there was nothing, but real trees. Remember those? Then Mom turned into "The Cryer". ~hehehe~ Every year we'd have a contest who was going to make gramma cry. Then she started crying over every present. She cried and cried some more.
That's my Mama. She was definitely a cutie. From the day she tried to ride a bike or looking like she just stepped out of Vogue back in the 40's. What a special lady she was. She loved attention and everyone loved her. She was definitely everybody's Sweetheart.
From her great grandchild...To her grandson... to her granddaughter and daughter and more.
Christmas won't be the same without you. Love you Mom.
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