Life is a book in volumes three- The past, the present, and the yet-to-be. The past is written and laid away, The present we're writing every day, And the last and best of volumes three Is locked from sight--God keeps the key.
~ Author Unknown
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Gwen, what a lovely tribute to your dear mother. Thanks for sharing her with us. She was truly a special lady. Rosemary
Rose, It's not easy to have so much love inside waiting to explode all over the one you love but realizing that loved one is no longer here. Unfortunately, this is something we live with everyday. The love I have for my mother will never die; therefore, my healing is sharing that love with others. Thanks for allowing me to share it with you.
2 comments:
Gwen, what a lovely tribute to your dear mother. Thanks for sharing her with us. She was truly a special lady.
Rosemary
Rose, It's not easy to have so much love inside waiting to explode all over the one you love but realizing that loved one is no longer here. Unfortunately, this is something we live with everyday. The love I have for my mother will never die; therefore, my healing is sharing that love with others. Thanks for allowing me to share it with you.
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