I hold a picture of you in the fore-front of my mind;
Peacefully sitting at the kitchen table, absorbed in your Bible, journal and pencil near.
Me; keys in hand, backpack slung over one shoulder, exiting for the day at school.
I realize now how desperately I want to recreate it in my own life.
The props may differ and the timing off, but the example...
I can fathom now that some of that time hovered over your Bible you were searching for me, you were praying for me and you were a faithful mom for ME.
Thank you, Thank you, THANK YOU - I love you mom.
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I've been on a silent journey For a year, I explained the pain and weakness away, it was the gardening or hormones or in my hea... -
This is a face forever altered in wrinkles and worry lines These eyes have been bled dry of tears and yet they still cry This ... -
Dear Baby Girl (you're gone) -- You would be five, but your body never was and instead you're just a beautiful soul I don... -
It doesn’t discriminate There is not one age, social status, family model or culture it attacks For it cares not of its victims ... -
The house is hurriedly swept, papers stashed, candles that smell of cookies lit, laundry hidden away, dinner inhaled - dishes entombed, and... -
Being a nurse was always where my heart was set So all the Sunday dinners I missed I can not regret Because caring for others' hurts, ... -
The word rolled off her tongue and I was frozen I couldn't have just heard what my brain is telling me I heard Not from her, Beautifu... -
My sweet sisters, You proudly proclaim God as sovereign and Lord and resign to His timing in so much of your life, But, concer... -
There's orange shag carpet covering the floor Cards slide across the wooden table as kids make sound effects from behind the couch The...
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To all the Mom's Sacrifice comes easy at first, it starts with your body and then it's your sleep - until you realize it'...
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Oh, dear Jamie how I love you! I'm so proud of the mom that you are and the time that you spend with your beatiful babies!
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