
Like most, I have had my share of mountains to climb. Some greater than others. And some I still question. But no matter what road I was called to walk, my mom was always there. Joyful, painful, uncertain, she was there.
I don't tell you often enough, but mom, I sure do love you. I'm grateful for you. You still provide a feeling of security for me...and I'll always need you! Thank you for caring.
2 comments:
Thanks so much for the sweet words. You grown more precious to me and Dad each day. Always, go with God and continue to follow His light. Love, Mom
Don't know how that "n" got in there - the "grown" should read "grow". Guess thats what I get for not previewing. Mom
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