My life has a crescendo. It all was leading up to Shiloh's wedding in Nauvoo and reception in my backyard. There was Wil's eagle project of painting 81 fire hydrants in Hamilton. McKay having a baby, and stress over the car, reroofing the house, outfitting Wil for the Missouri Academy for science, mathmatics, and computing and then suddenly the children were gone.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
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When you say we are gone it sounds like we are never coming back... I miss you Mom.
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