My mom didn't raise me to ask God for blessings or benefits. For guidance, yes.
For the strength to do the right thing, yes.
Not for a winning lottery number, not for love or health, or happiness. Prayer is not a gimme list: God isn't Santa Claus.
As she has taught me, I believe that without asking, we are given all we need.
We must have the wit and wisdom to recognize the strengths and tools at our command, and find the courage to do what must be done.
Her indomitable spirit, her courage through those exhausting months of illness, pain, and decline, had been an inspiration to me.
But I wanted more than inspiration. I wanted her- healed, healthy, full of life once more.
My mother.
My Friend.
Happy Birthday Mom.
I miss you more and more with each passing day.
I Love You.
Terry
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