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5.EIGHT.16

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Nature was her balm.

And she was ours.

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5 thoughts on “5.EIGHT.16

  1. Miss her. Happy Mother’s day dear Kelly and Kendra.

  2. Your Mom is missed by many. Love you.

  3. Your Mom is always with you. She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street. She’s the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick, the fragrance of life itself. She’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well. She’s your breath in the air on a cold winter’s day. She is the sound of rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow; she is Christmas morning. Your Mom lives inside your laughter. She’s the place you came from, your first home, she’s the map you follow with every step your take. She’s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you – not time, not space.. not even death.
    We, too, miss her so much. We so admire the mother’s you girls have become 💕

  4. She was natures true gift. She was mine.

  5. We miss Janet and treasure our memories of and with her. She is with all of us in our hearts.

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