In this photo, my mom is acting silly. Looking at this photo reminds me of of how I acquired my great sense of humor.

In this photo, I had just found out that I was pregnant with my second child. We were in a cabin at the beach in Pensacola, Florida. Notice her hat cocked to one side on here head.

Mom had never been to the beach and she had the time of her life. Now, my mom is gone but I think of her daily with much love and admiration.

Just yesterday, I had failed to do a chore and as I was taking care of it, I was takling to myself as if my mom was saying the words. She always called me Brenda Joyce when she meant business. So, when I am talking to myself in my mom's tone, I call myself Brenda Joyce. It brings to me such sweet memories of the one person in this world who loved me without condition.

She was one of a kind. A mixture of all things good, a bit of sassiness and a loving woman who was very head strong and independent. Like me, she thought she could do anything in the world.

I love you mom. You were the best mother a girl was lucky enough to have.

RIP Mozelle Abney. 2001