Thinking of my mom today on her birthday. The second picture was taken on the street where I lived in Los Angeles. My mom came to visit me in 1978. She was here for several weeks and we had a wonderful time.
She fell in love with the Mexican flavor of a neighborhood in downtown Los Angeles where we would eat Mexican food, a novelty for her, but she was game for it.
We saw the Tutankhamon exhibit at the LA County musem, which left us both in awe. We traveled to Solvang in the Santa Ynez Valley and, while there, we visited La Purisima mission, where mom met up with the first donkey she had ever seen in real life.
On Palm Sunday, we visited Mission Santa Ynez, and both mom and I learned how the day was celebrated in a Catholic mission, complete with palm fronds, something not seen in Sweden, of course.
I'm so glad friends of hers helped her to make this visit come true. I'm now left with so many good memories.
I could write a lot more about my mom, but when I came upon that picture, all the memories from her visit came back, so I wanted to share them.