Sunday would have been Mammie's 89th birthday. I wasn't there at graveside in person but someone else went for me and tenderly placed the flowers there. She called me while she was at Graveside, thinking someone had stolen the marker from the grave but there isn't one yet. I am finding it difficult to chose. I miss my mother and The call as a tiny blessing. It brought me to her side on her birthday. Happy Day, Mumsie Dearest. Love from your Bobbie.
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