We're thinking of mom today and missing her love and warmth. August and I took a nice walk in the woods together and shared some special memories of his Angel Sally - my hope being that he will come to know her strength, beauty, gentleness, and generosity through these stories. I see some of her gifts, already, in his little spirit.
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| A Washington Island picnic together, circa 1984 |
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