My brother, mom and I had just spent several days in the Black Hills of South Dakota with family before heading off ona our first trip together in over a decade.
Lil bro and I had never been to Yellowstone and Mom and had been as a child. So we planned it on a 30 min video call several months before.
Little did we know that it would be our last family trip, and thst less than 2 years later Mom would be gone, a cancer statistic. A non-smoker diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer and gone within 2 weeks.
This photo is bittersweet. A great memory so close to such an unexpected and painful loss. I look at the three of us and how alike we all are - our similar features and even the traits that aren't visible.
As we age we inevitably become like.our parents whether we want to or not. I can truthfully say now that it makes me happy when I notice myself doing things my mom did. I love that my crazy cackling laugh is so similar to hers, that when I sneeze hard it sounds just like her, and I'm even growing to appreciate my tiny nose because I got it from her.
ALMOST FORGOT TO POST THIS FOR TODAY LOL ANYWAYS FUN FACT FOR PEOPLE WHO DON'T KNOW: THE WHOLE "GOD OF DEATH" THING IS SHARED AMONGST THE WHOLE DANVILLE PANTHEON [: