Saturday, October 19, 2013

Happy birthday, mama.

Happy birthday, mama.

Some gifts cannot be wrapped - love, gratitude, peace, strength, courage, joy. There is not a box big enough or ribbon long enough.

A reminder of all that was and all that will be, contained within a single square on the calendar. How do you measure a year? By letting go- what matters most escapes measurement; I have no proof or record of how much you laughed. But laugh we did.  

She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future. Proverbs 31:25

I love you, mamabear.

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