I met a little girl yesterday named Charlee. Her Mom told me that she was just barely 11 months old. I asked the Mom what Charlee's birthdate was. Turns out she was born on the day my sweet Mom passed away. Wow. It made me picture that as my dear Mom finished her journey on earth that day and was passing to the other side that maybe Mom gave this little girl a hug as Charlee passed by to start her journey on earth. A sweet thought.
Miss you, Mom. Every day. Every moment.
Parachute pants FTW - Last night Lottie crawled into bed with me. That isn't too unusual since she frequently hops in bed with me sometime during the night without me knowing....
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