Mom’s garden, sown with love… Her love reminds me of a garden; ever lovely, growing, and alive. Born and raised in New York City, the feisty redhead sprang into action the day tulips and daffodils
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The Sound of Freedom
There is a sound called freedom… I’ve heard freedom’s song might ring in one’s spirit. At times, it will howl like the wind or whisper like a child. It can cast out fear when doubt
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Learning and page-turning… I remember when my husband and I played board games with our sons and how there were many routes to the Candy Land or Monopoly finish line. They all chose their individual
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