Glanced at the clock and whaddi'ya know "8:18"...our secret 'I'm thinking of you'. Soo, here I am. Not much to report, but that's the best kind of talk, the ones where I have nothing to complain to you about, right, haha! Made it through Mother's Day. Working on getting your grave site back to NICE. All the stuff we bought and set out for you is all broken up, but somehow I hear you saying 'it's ok Tammy, really'. You were like that, not much angered you. We will just replace it all little by little. Bryson LOVES buying you 'stuff'. He picked out a rose bush, I'll plant it soon. Kinda waiting for the weather to warm up here. It's been a terrible spring. We've had a few nice days, but today....47 for a high. BRRRRRR!!!! Hey, someone lit a candle for you and left the message "Thinking about you". Not sure who it was, but it was much appreciated. So if they are reading this (((((THANK YOU))))) Well Mom, best get busy here. Loads of stuff to do. Wanna come help?? ;) How I remember and loved those days you would always so eagerly lend a helping hand. I MISS YOU MOM!! ((((((HUGS)))))) ******KISSES*********