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390 times a day I hear the word "Momma."
After staying with us for the weekend, Julia said next time she's here she's going to keep count. "That would drive me NUTs," she said.
It's become so much a part of my daily life that I don't even notice, but I realized that someday they'll be gone and I won't hear "Momma" countless times a day, every day. The thought of my world becoming oddly silent without it made me sad.
"Momma"
That little word expresses so much. Love. Need. Hurt. Want. Kindness.
To be needed and loved and appreciated - there is nothing more wonderful in this life. It makes it all worthwhile.
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