Mom has been quietly occupying her bed for over two months now. Friends come and go, leaving flowers, cards, prayers or both. Some read to her, others hum a tune or two, and a few have even hugged her, holding on tightly in sweet friendship.
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They come to bless Mom, not realizing that the gift of their presence, their coming and going, has a wider circle than the bed Mom occupies. They bless us, the family!
Thank you!
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