Today I was looking for a picture. Couldn’t find exactly what I was looking for and then I remembered a book mom had made me a few years ago. It’s a memory book that you fill in. The picture wasn’t there but that didn’t matter. I began reading some of the pages my mother had written. Things she doesn’t remember anymore. She doesn’t remember that I’m her daughter. I treasure that book now more than ever. It was her gift to me to help me remember what great love she had for each of her children.
I write this today because each of us has no idea what tomorrow holds. Don’t forget to tell people you love them and what they mean to you.
Prayers of comfort to you and your family. The Fowler’s love you all. ❤️
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