When I was a little girl growing up in the 50s, my mother, a budding artist, would draw little pictures on my school folders and send me off with my lunch box, my school work and her love.
I found one of her doodles today. Mickey was one of her favorites, so I'll share it with you.
As time goes on we seem to look more into our past and see things we didn't really see before. I didn't realize how much I appreciated her drawings until now.