When my Mother was dying, her Aunt bought her a balloon with this plush face as a weight.

Mom, with all her faults, was, at normal times, a happy-go-lucky, crazy, wild woman. This balloon weight epitomizes her and sits on my dresser as a reminder of my Mother during the good times.

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    1. True! My mother put me in a lot of bad situations, but she was still my mother and some times were good, so I try to remember those times as well as the bad.

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