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It isn’t gold or diamonds or something you can see, the Lord has sent me out upon The quest for the best in me.

Blessing Day


Tomorrow you will grow and love and marry.
Struggles, joys, ups and downs
Will all be yours.
But tonight the world is held at bay
As I marvel at your first laugh,
Your fingers round my thumb,
And the love in my heart.
                         ~by Kathryn May Chapman
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      • From Number Twelve
      • Girls Camp
      • To Our Nana
      • Healed and Home at Last
      • In Time
      • Jenn Dibble Mother's Day
      • My Superman
      • Just a Nursery Worker
      • Knees
      • My Mothers
      • Quest for the Best
      • Sara B.
      • Stillborn
      • The Night is Short
      • Third Hour
      • Trish and Dan
      • One More Kathryn
      • My Voice
      • Seeing What He Sees
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