Tag: mom
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The Blue Jar
I took the round white lid off the small blue jar, thinking of Mom and how I came to have her moisturizer cream. Silly really, but somehow that jar had become important to me. A link to my sweet Mom who was no longer around to need it. I thought of her smooth skin, her
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Ribbons and Spurs
Last spring I lost the use of my right hand and shoulder. I broke two fingers and dang near broke my shoulder. By God’s grace those injuries have healed and except for a nice little crook in my pinky I’m good as new. This spring I lost my mom. It feels like a part of
Kim Chronicles 