Why I can do what I do. My Mom. As I have been going through my old pictures and other artifacts I have collected along the way. I came across this card. For a brief moment I imagined her writing it. I then realize that these writings are the only thing we have left that comes from their soul. We have pictures yes! but feelings on paper are rare for most. I’m happy to come across these when I do 🙂 We all have cards stashed away I’m sure there is something we could do with the good ones…Here I go again…thinking of my next project 🙂 Just like Mom. I miss her every day.