I have a wind chime that hangs inside my house. It is hand blown glass humming birds with glass chimes. It belonged to my mother. I was walking by it one day and I supose the draft made it chime. I looked up and said "Hi Mom." I always think about her but even more so at Christmas. She so loved the holidays.
On my blog I have a quote of the day. I like to read the quotes and see how they apply to my daily living. The quote today was:" One lives in the hope of becoming a memory".Antonio Porchia I know that my Mom did just that. She will live on in my heart forever.