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I laid down and then it hit me. The exhaustion that had consumed me, the emotions of writing my memoir and everything in between. Typically, I tend to keep myself so busy with work and children, that I don’t realize I am skimming over the important things in life cruising on auto pilot, not giving…
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Originally posted on Daphne Bach Greer: A little surprise I found while going through some boxes. This was the last Mother’s Day card Lydia gave me. Mother’s Day 2008….a priceless treasure. I never would have guessed that two months later, she really would be my “angel.” Her hand written words speak volumes to my heart.…
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Originally posted on Daphne Bach Greer: Yummy! While getting ready to take my boys to baseball practice, I loaded the four kids in the car and then quickly ran back into the house to feed the dog and grab my purse. Gone less than a minute, I came back out to the car to find…
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I’ve been working on some blog posts, but it has definitely been challenging to finish them due to the crazy days I experience. I’m also trying to pack for our trip tomorrow, but with no success. Here’s a snapshot into today which is just like any normal day! It started early in the morning…got out…
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As I was going through things recently and finding little bits of the past and pieces of hope along the way, I found some I wanted to share. Today I’m sharing another journal entry I recently found from January 2011. Three years had gone by since Lydia died. Last night I got to hold you…
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After Lydia died so many of us were devastated. Yet, unbeknownst to us our sweet girl had many surprises in mind as she left her artwork, drawings and pictures for her family after she passed. She had them in her room in a little pile on her table, right next to her markers and crayons. Upon…