Warm, cozy slippers,
empty here but dancing there...
big shoes to now fill.
I still grieve my 101 year old mom's death. But somehow when I see this photo, although it might to some seem sad or melancholy, I smile. I picture her having a good knee day; dancing in these slippers that warmed her feet on so many a day. I may not be able to help her put her slippers on any more, but I believe they're keeping her feet warm, that she is now at peace and smiling back at me.