Letters From My Mother

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, to her selfless dedication to her children, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, to her selfless dedication to her children, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

You can do amazing things in life.  When others notice those amazing things you let them know with recognition.  That's exactly what happend.  What a beautiful way to express thanks for a live of service and a life well lived.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.

My mom was one of a kind, a true gift to her children and grandchildren.  She was born and raised in the heart of America, a small farming town in North Dakota.  From her college days in California, to her service in the Navy as a WAVE in World War II, she carried her beauty and grace with intelligence and a heart of gold.  These letters were given back to her after her mom died and were in a drawer…until now.  This is a snapshot of a life well lived, ordinary observations at an extraordinary time in our country’s history.  Her name was Lorraine.  I hope you enjoy her journey.