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Missing My Mom (Jeanne)

Sometimes, I just wish for one more hug. Or a laugh. Or an "I love you" from her. My mom had her faults and failings just like everyone else on the planet. But her love was strong and true. I miss her always loving me and accepting me just as I am. She would listen and empathize. She was cheerful and encouraging. She was passionately in love with life. She overflowed with joy.

The nice thing is that I can love my children like that. Completely. Always.

It's also incredibly wonderful that I was blessed with a mom who loved me. Not everyone can say that.

I'm also really glad that I am married to someone who loves me deeply.

But I can still miss my mom sometimes.


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  1. UnknownMay 15, 2018 at 9:43 AM

    I've never seen this picture! Her hair was so black! I wonder where that came from? Your dress was so romantic - what a day...

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