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Sunday Thought

This past week was the anniversary of my Mom’s passing.  It has been twelve years.  I miss her.

23744_10200223922311812_103019769_nI had a work trip in Tallahassee, and it went very well.  I so wanted to call her and tell her everything that happened.  Instead I rambled to Carmen and David, and they listened, laughed, and responded like I hope they would.  Mom would have done the same thing, but…

I miss her stroking my hair.  I would travel home for a visit, plop in front of her and her lazy-boy chair, and she would just begin stroking my hair.  It was relaxing, calming, and re-assuring.  Something so simple could mean so much.

Carmen, Oma, Stephen July 2002-1I also miss her with my children.  I love this picture of them.  Her chocolate cake, and snuggles, spoils —like every grandmother should.

Blessings.

 

 

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