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Get a group of siblings together, add a parent, or memories of one, and you will discover that you cannot imagine that you lived in the same house. It is incredible the variety of memories and stories from our youth that seem so different. Our emotions, inflections, good and bad, vary based on the relative telling the story. And, of course, we each think that someone else was her favorite.

At each family gathering, without my mother, the memories flow and the perspectives she left each of us with, becomes a topic of conversation. Her physical presence is not with us, but she is always a part of who we are and how we keep her with us.

We carry on her stories and merry escapades to share with our own children. By keeping her stories alive, we keep her a part of our lives always and make sure that our children and grandchildren realize how big a place she holds in our hearts. We sing her songs and greet each new family member with the lasting wishes she asked us to pass on. Her legacy of love is a promise we keep.

Luckily, Mom lived an interesting life, and had her own quirky way of looking at things, so that the story never ends.

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the strongest women cry

To every wonderful woman I know and those I have met here, you face your battles and life head on everyday. You never back away from a challenge or walk away unwilling to try. You grieve, you laugh, you live, you nurture, you care, and you feel more than most people. You are the reason I am so blessed to have readers and followers that I never thought I would have and am so grateful to hear your feedback and appreciate your approval and kindness more than you know. Thank you to all of you!!

You are more than the sum of your parts, you are all the Sum of your Hearts. ❤

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p.s. I see the grammatical error but could not change it. But I heartily endorse the sentiment.

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Daily Prompt: Don’t You Forget About Me

I remember working until four days before my first child was born. I had gotten a college degree, a license to sell securities, begun an M.B.A. and moved countries. All of those things occurred before I was married!

Life changed and it did not. I wanted to be a mother and could not imagine who I would have been if I had not been able to become one. However, after the rush of things to do academically and career-wise, in those early 20’s, I discovered that old habits died hard.

Right after my son was born, I remember distinctly worrying about my resume and being sure that it was up to date so I could find another job if and when I had to. Then, being the ambitious person that I was, I knew that I wanted my children to have siblings close in age. That was a legacy that my mother gifted to me. So, I thought that I could raise two babies as easily as one.

People made jokes and asked me if I “Knew how it happened” and “What about buying a TV?” But we had our million dollar family. Over the next five years, we were blessed to make it a two million dollar family.

The things I want my children to remember are not the ones that they do. Sadly, the worst moments of our lives often live longer in memory than the crazy, fun, or creative ones. As a mother, it seems that the only legacy I leave is the one viewed in my children’s’ eyes. They will share what they recall with their children and friends. That is who I will be. Whether I tried to be that person, or not, that is how I will remain.

At the end of my days though, I will know in my heart, as I do now, that I was able to give my children the legacy of family. My mother was the historian and the fun grandmother. My father is the one who earned my children’s respect and whose advice they seek. So, if I do nothing else right, I had the decency to be born to wonderful parents ~~~ who made fabulous grandparents and great grandparents!

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