Linda Carol Taylor

Mom, I was feeling pretty down today, and a special friend sent this poem to me, so I wanted to share it on your site.  It made me smile, as Dad & I were just discussing the Dandelions in our yards this morning!  Who would of known they were signs from you!

Dandelions from Heaven...

Mother's Day is coming...and I wanted to send you a sign.

Something you can tell others..."Is from an angel of mine"

So I searched the Heavens high and low for that perfect thing

And low and behold I found it...and a smile I hope it will bring.

So when you look to the Heavens...and see the yellow stars in the sky.

Just think of me...your angel...in the Heavens way up high.

And just imagine those stars...are dandelions up above...

Yes!!..Dandelions are also in Heaven...,which you know how much I love.

So on this Mother's Day...when you awake and feel blue...

You will notice those yellow stars...are no longer in view...

So just look to the meadows and the dandelions you see...

Are the ones I've tossed down this Mother's Day from me!

And when you find a Dandelion that has turned from yellow to white.

You're supposed to make a wish...and then blow with all your might.

For you will be blowing kisses... to me in Heaven above...

And I will be catching them and blowing them back ... sent with all my love!

Please know that I am with you...on this Mother's Day..

And also in the days ahead God & I will never stray...

We will be with you in the morning...when you wake and see the sun.

We will be with you when you say your prayers...when the day is done.

For God and I will never be..very far from your side..

For I can now be everywhere and God will be your guide.

So..remember when you see a Dandelion its your guarantee

That I am always close to you...

For Dandelions are free to roam, now just like me...

I will always be with you...

Happy Mother's Day

Love, Your Angel in Heaven.

God took the fragrance of a flower,
The majesty of a tree,
The gentleness of morning dew,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The beauty of a twilight hour,
The soul of a starry night
The laughter of the rippling brook,
The grace of a bird in flight,
Then God fashioned from these things
A creation like no other,
And when His masterpiece was through,
He called it simply...MOTHER

Linda is always with you...............

Please know that l am with you.... on this mothers day....
And also in the days ahead.... God and I will never stray.
We will be with you in the morning ....when you awake and see the sun....
We will be with you when you say your prayers when the day is done.
For God and I will never be very far from your side....
For I can now be everywhere.... and God will be your guide.

Warm thoughts & prayers for you on this Mother's Day.

From ^j^ Gabriel's mom, nana and family.

Someone sent me this poem today Mom, and I loved it.  Made me think of you!  You were a "real Mother" beyond a shadow of a doubt, you were when you were here w/ me for 30 + years and you still are for 30 + more ..until we are together again...

Love ya, Angie

MOTHERS
 
Real Mothers don't eat quiche; 
They don't have time to make it.
 
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils 
Are probably in the sandbox.

 Real Mothers often have sticky floors, 
Filthy ovens and happy kids.
 
> Real Mothers know that dried play dough
> Doesn't come out of carpets.
>
> Real Mothers don't want to know what
> The vacuum just sucked up.
>
> Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?'
> And get their answer when a little
> Voice says, 'Because I love you best.'
>
> Real Mothers know that a child's growth
> Is not measured by height or years or grade...
> It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...
>
> The Images of Mother
>
> 4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!
>
> 8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
>
> 12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
>
> 14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
>
> 16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
>
> 18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
>
> 25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit a bout it!
>
> 35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
>
> 45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?

> 65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.
>
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, 
Because that is the doorway to her heart, 

The place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, 

But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. 
It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she
 Shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!

Hi Grandma Belle!

I told Mama that you needed a new picture from me for your website, so I colored this one for you!  I thought "Tweety" would make you smile & and of course you'd be thinking of Papa & his little mascot!

I love you!

McKenna -- Your Little Pumpkin!

Missing you Always Grandma Belle!! Sending you Hugs tonight as we go to bed to dream sweet dreams of you! -- McKenna, Parker, & Bella