Mom's code for, "Can't talk now, the kids are in the room." I was raised by a blind mother. Wait, reverse that, I was raised by a mother ... who was blind. She taught me to look at life through the eyes of faith.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Apple Doesn't Fall Far From The Tree
Whoever said the apple doesn't fall far from the tree doesn't know me very well. There will be no well thought out blog today. I have a head cold. My mother wouldn't have let that stop her. She wrote a song of gratitude to God during a trying season of her life and sang it even in the last (and I believe most trying) season of her life. She was a strong little apple but I am a wimp. Took a cold pill as soon as I woke up and now I am going back to bed.
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