Daughters

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My youngest is 40 now, and insists hers too was a very good and special

childhood. As much as I protest at what a lousy mom I was...she remembers

all the cuddling...and especially the sound of my voice when I read to her.

She also remembers going to bed...and hearing me play the piano....the only

time I had to practice...when the kids were all tucked away. She said it

gave her such good memories. I'm missing her bad right now...haven't seen

her in a year. She was an ultra happy child...and I think even the worst

mother would be seen through her little rose colored glasses!

Regards~

Jacque

.. My Mom gave me an amazing

> gift...the ability to love myself for ME, not for how I look or for

> how others might perceive me. Thanks Mom.

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That is exactly what I hope my daughters will say about me. You have a

wonderful outlook on life! Good Job Fay! Kim O