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Saturday, March 3, 2012

A face and a thousand memories


Today I was standing in front of my mother telling her something—I have no idea what—when she suddenly got such a look on her face, one that was unfamiliar to me, and there were tears in her eyes. She told me she had never noticed it before, but I look like Aunt Lois. Aunt Lois was her father’s baby sister. She asked me if I remembered her, and I do. I remember she had a very sweet temperament, and I always thought she was wonderful. The sweetest thing about that moment with my mother was the landslide of memories. I could fairly see at least a thousand precious memories as they raced by. I hugged her tight. Perhaps some day one of my children will recognize this tender memory in my eyes. I love my mother. I thank God for her.

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