MEMORIES of MOMMA*:
Momma and I loved taking little road trips, whether around Madison or Limestone County, up to my Dad's home state of Tennessee, or down to the beach on the Alabama Gulf Coast.
On one of our many trips to Tennessee, we stopped at Cumberland Caverns in McMinnville. This picture brings back a bunch of memories of when Mom and I almost got killed by a black racer snake. Okay, "killed" is probably an overstatement, but we thought we were goners for sure!
It was a hot humid summer day, and Mom and I were walking on the pathway towards the cave entrance. All of a sudden, a big black racer snake crossed the trail, with the full length of his snaky body stretching across the walkway. We both screamed at the top of our lungs, Momma grabbed my hand tight, and we both ran as fast as we could away from the snake.
Of course the snake disappeared into the bushes, and we recovered from our adrenaline rush. We laughed and laughed about our wild interaction and couldn't wait to tell Dad, who was deathly afraid of snakes. God was certainly looking out for us that day, and it gave Momma and I a fun story to tell for years to come.
*It's Day 45 of my 71 day photo series in honor of my dear sweet Momma who passed away on 03.21.2016 after a harrowing 71 day health battle. Those 71 days do not define her. Oh no. What defines her — and me — are the incredible 66 years that she lived her life. I hope you enjoy these snapshots of the beautiful moments and memories of her life.