gratitude
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I sat at Mom’s and watched some TV. Breathed deeply Mom’s “smell.” Her house. Played a game on my phone; had a frozen banana. I stood where mom breathed her last and I prayed out loud. All that is in Mom’s house is hers. It belongs to her. Mom made possible her daughters having anything…
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I cannot ask for “more” of anything. This is true. I cannot ask for:– more protection– more financial provision– more peace in my home– more friends– more health– more love from my children– more food– more rest– more talents and treasures– more Mom– more time to be “here” I could go on… Gratitude and thankfulness…
Faith & Roses 