Much like our own chicken run - an obscure little place where i can cluck and scratch about life in the realm of Catholic domesticity.
You are blessed that you were able to recognize it. These moments are what make up the tapestry of life, esp. for mothers, but sometimes we don't notice them. It is a gift to realize that they are a glimpse of something greater. Mom.
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You are blessed that you were able to recognize it. These moments are what make up the tapestry of life, esp. for mothers, but sometimes we don't notice them. It is a gift to realize that they are a glimpse of something greater. Mom.
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