This morning I've been looking for old pictures for a school project that Zach is working on. I spent a lot more time than I'd planned because, in the process, I kept running across pictures of Mom. Had to take several crying breaks. These are some of my favorites. Why can't she still be like this? I hate Alzheimers.
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I'm so sorry, my friend. But I'm so thankful for the memories you have of the good days with your mom, and the promise that we have that she'll be whole in body and spirit in heaven. Thinking of you!
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