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Blue Memory ~ Photo Challenge Day 69

I am continuing with the 365 Photos Challenge and I am now on Day 69. Anyone can join in, you do not have to be nominated. Here are the rules on the 365 Photos Challenge.

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This blue bowl was my Momma’s. We all called our parents Momma and Daddy growing up. This bowl is such a treasure. I remember she always kept candy in it on the kitchen counter. I try to keep it in a place where the light really shows off the blue beauty. I don’t have a lot of my Momma’s things but what I have I treasure. I was 14 when she died. A hard age to lose a parent, but any age is hard. She was a light in everyone’s life. She never met a stranger and nobody ever had a bad word to say about her. I was very proud of my Momma and miss her every day.

We do not remember days; we remember moments. ~ Cesare Pavese

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Written by Carol DM

Enjoy nature photography. Amateur self-taught photographer and love every minute of the photos from my yard and Dustin's garden. Sunset views from my deck are very peaceful to watch, capture and share. I have two cats, Brendel and the Dude. I share both special and funny moments I capture of them with you.

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  1. What a beautiful bowl, and such nice memories of your mom 🙂 You mention that you called your parents Momma and Daddy growing up – here it’s usually Mammy and Daddy, though I’ve seen some Americans take exception to the former (I don’t remember why). 14 is a terribly tender age to lose one’s mother. I was 16 when my Dad died, but it would have been harder at 14, and harder if it had been my mother. Of course you miss her!

    • A lot of people use Mom or Mother. Yes, 14 is an age when you really need your mother, as a daughter. I grew up really fast. So sorry about your Dad, it is so hard Norman. Each loss is different. I know you know that by now.

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