Well, I think about her every day, but the thought that came today was about how my mom does not share my same religion, yet she took the time to sew for me a pioneer costume for a play we were going to have at church. It happened about 30 years ago, but I still remember this like it was yesterday.
I am thankful for my mom and for her love for me. For all the sacrifices she made and for her willingness to help me out with something I cared about, even if she didn't.
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