Friday, February 4, 2011
A human life is a story told by God. – Hans Christian Anderson
I can’t look back on my childhood without the fondest of memories of your Mom. I can see her farmhouse kitchen now, a million things going on - chaos and mayhem everywhere, but she’s laughing. I can see her in the barn milking cows, and laughing. I can see myself sitting on her lap while she read to me, talked to me and laughed with me. And when I think back on everything she did each day, I’m exhausted thinking about it, but somehow she never seemed to tire. She had an endless supply of energy and love, and an endless supply of laughter.
I loved your mom and I can’t look back without a smile, and now a tear. I have a hundred funny stories running through my head right now and wish that there was room to share them here with you. God Bless you all. I signed my name with the name she always called me…
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