May the 12th has come and gone....

It brought sweet memories

but also its share of nostalgia

for days gone by.....

As it was in 1945

Mother's Day fell on the same day

that Charles and I were married....

He had returned from overseas

on the Queen Mary

and landed in New York on the 1st of May...

made his way to Edmonton

where we were married in time

to fulfil the prophecies

of the song we called  "Our Song"

I'll be with you in Apple Blosson Time

A picture from the morning of

our wedding day

shows me in a contemplative mood,

but I had no qualms!!

It was a joyous and happy day.

Seventy-four years later, in 2019.....

alas, my darling not here to share in the endearing and enduring memories

but the children came,

and Mothers' Day was warm and loving.

We had rhubarb and blueberry cake with whipped cream

and lots of lovely memories of Mother's Days

and Anniversaries gone by.....

And I remember with deepest gratitude

the sixty-seven years, and the love we shared.

Life has been so good!