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Another Celebration of Mom: Pictures Galore!

Mom at the Branson-Trinchera Reunion - Cover of Volume 2 of My Cookbook series - galore
Mom at the Branson-Trinchera Reunion – Cover of Volume 2 of My Cookbook series

I want to celebrate Mom again as we get near the end of May with pictures galore. During the month of May this year, I have so enjoyed sharing my mom with you. I just went through thousands of pictures on my computer. My heart swelled up with nostalgia—I gulped back some tears for sure. All treasures for sure.

2010 – Summer

On the 4th of July, my brother, Mom and I went to Cuchara, Colorado for a night or two. It became a family tradition. We shopped during the day. Then we danced at night. Our favorite place there was the Dog Bar. Yes, people brought their dogs there out on the patio.

Mom, Larada & Harold in Cuchara, Colorado for the 4th of July
Mom, Larada & Harold in Cuchara, Colorado for the 4th of July

2010 – Summer

Before Dad died, he started a tradition of buying Mom and I a dress alike. See the dress below. After he died, I kept the tradition alive. You can see in these pictures we had matching sweaters.


2011 – Summer

Another trip to Cuchara, Colorado for the 4th of July. We had so much fun up there with people dancing and enjoying the mountains of Colorado. Usually we spent a couple nights in the hotel there. We shopped and danced—the Horners love to dance! And they always had a live band in the evening.

My brother, Mom & Larada at the Dog Bar in Cuchara, Colorado - galore
My brother, Mom & Larada at the Dog Bar in Cuchara, Colorado

2011 – Christmas

Lin, Mom and I so enjoyed Christmas in Colorado at her house with her sister, Aunt Willie. One year, the electricity went off on Christmas Eve. I had given Lin and Aunt Willa Advent gifts—a tradition Mom started for me in 1988. The gifts I gave them were children’s Christmas activity booklets. Lin entertained us with them. Having the electricity off ended up being a bonus because we did silly stuff and laughed and laughed.

Often we celebrated Christmas Eve with my Aunt Joan, but this picture is during the day, so apparently that year we had too much snow on Christmas Eve, so we went to see her on December 26.


I so cherished the relationship Mom had with her sister. After Uncle Hughie and Aunt Willie retired, they moved from Albuquerque, New Mexico to Folsom, New Mexico, just 25 miles from where Mom and Dad lived.

After both of their husbands died, they became a major support for each other.

Mom Kissing Aunt Willie - galore
Mom Kissing Aunt Willie

So Let’s End For Now

As I looked at all the pictures of Mom, I realized this part of her life rotated around her family. In reality, her whole life rotated around her family. I love that!

Is it too much to write about my mom the whole month of May? Share pictures galore of her? Of us? After next week, it will be five posts about Mom. I’ve never done this before in the thirteen years I’ve written this blog. Something in my heart wanted to do this. I hope you understand.

Let me know your thoughts about it!


Mom & My First Outfits Alike for Christmas - Thanks to Dad! - galore
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