But now I am looking out the window to my backyard and there on the bird feeder is the first goldfinch of the season - bright yellow and just sitting there. He's not flying back and forth, darting from tree to tree the way goldfinches normally do. He seems to be sitting there for me to notice him. My mom loved goldfinches. Seeing him there brings a smile to my face.
|Mom's Birthday - 2006|
|Playing Golf - 2005|
|Easter Sunday - 2007|
|Celebrating Remission - 2006|
|Enjoying a Red Sox Spring Training Game - 2006|
|Glorious June Afternoon - 2005|
|With My Dad - June 2005|
I love you, Mom. I miss you every single day but I know you are always with me.