When I was growing up, I never knew the value of the sacrifices my mother made for me. I took them for granted. I took her for granted. Without fail she...
-made sure my clothes were clean.
-had the house smelling like breakfast every Sunday morning...with gospel
music playing in the background.
-encouraged me to be better.
-gave me Shirley Temple curls every Easter..until I decided I was too old
for them.
-prepared hot meals every day.
-put all of us ahead of her career..gave up nursing to take care of us.
-whooped my butt as needed!!
-helped me discover what my gifts and talents and supported me..thanks for all the rides to performances/contests/piano lessons, etc.
-was up before us every day..preparing.
-kept a clean house.
-loved me unconditionally.
-made sacrifices that I may never know about.
Thank you Helen Maudesta (Taylor) Turner. I am because you are.
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