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Saturday, May 09, 2015

She Wasn't A Saint

She cooked nutritious and filling meals out of virtually nothing and fed the whole family.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She loved with her whole heart, her whole mind, and her whole spirit.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She took care of our injuries when we did something asinine.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She was there for all our ballgames, cheering us on.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She gave the loudest applause at our music performances.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She would have given her life, or taken another's life if it meant keeping us safe.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She dried our tears when she told us that her time would be cut short.

But she wasn't a Saint. 

She withered away right in front of us, but was full of life.

But she wasn't a Saint.

Yes, it's true.  She wasn't a Saint.  She was something more special.

She was our Mom.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom.  You're missed.

"Butch"