A Special Kind of Love

My Mother, Evelyne Frances Wallace Love, had a very special relationship with her own mother, my grandmother, Lorena Grace Sanford Wallace Werkhoven. For the most part, it was always just the two of them because, as I've mentioned before in this blog, her Father left them when she was a very small girl. Perhaps that’s why they formed such a close tie; one that could not be broken – and never was.

I’m very lucky to still have some mementos that reveal that love – a few of the Valentine cards that my Mother gave to my grandmother over the course of a few years. Since my Mother was born in 1919, most of these were probably sent in the late 1920s and early 1930s. The last two were obviously “store-bought." The first two are my favorites. The heart was cut out and decorated by my Mother (who was a bit of an artist herself), and the second one was created by her, as she cut out the figure of a woman of the times and added her own words.

Mother was lucky to have had her own mother with her for 66 years – the very age I am now. I lost her when I was only 43 years old, and oh, how I wish I had been able to enjoy the same number of years that she had with her mother.

Here is my tribute to a special kind of love: the love between a daughter and her mother.

 

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