Sometimes I forget to eat. Sometimes I forget what the big deal is. {I think that's a stress thing.}
My mom held my hand proudly and
told me that she thought I was a pretty stubborn woman. I love her and feel most confidant around my family. It was a good time to talk to her about everything. She gave me a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers. She shared with me some experiences of her trip to Jerusalem that were very sacred. Not a day goes by that I don't thank God for my mom. I want her to be happy always. I know that she wants me to be as well. She has taught me to make choices that have helped me to grow and mature into a better woman. I know and understand that because of her strong testimony of Christ she will always be strong...always.
Everything is different and beautiful and I am just trying to love it.
I felt better.
I feel God's love for me daily and that is why I keep going.
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