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Beautiful Brown Eyes (Jeanne)

 Larry often (daily?) said lovely things to my mom. One of his favorites was commenting on her "beautiful brown eyes." I thought of this recently when I told my dog he has such beautiful brown eyes . . . and realized that the phrase sounded really familiar!


It sounded familiar because I heard my dad say that to my mom throughout my childhood. He also said "Have I told you lately that I love you?" or "Have I told you lately how much I love you?" So sweet to have this language poured out on a regular basis!


I'm glad that there were as many "I love you" statements as there were in the household I grew up in. Thanks, Dad.


<I wrote the above on 9.2.2020. I'm back here on 2.6.2026.>

 

I told my dog he had beautiful brown eyes and thought of my dad telling my mom that. He would also joke that her eyes were brown because she was "full of sh*t." My parents were very verbal - in good ways and in critical ways. There was love, laughter, and a bit of meanness.

 

I need to add photos.


I'm not adding one of my mom right now because I'm at the lake and most of my photos are on our home cloud . . . This isn't the best shot of his eyes, but I like including photos. My mom's obituary photo is okay, but I'd rather add a nicer one another time.

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