One of my most precious memories of sweet Mom was her ever loving patience and encouragement for her children. I remember one summer day in Montana when I was bored and wanting to do something. Being a mother now and understanding the patience level summertime expects of a mother even makes Mom more patient in my eyes. She was at the kitchen sink doing dishes, and encouraged me to go pick some of the Raspberries behind our carriage house--- and create! That sparked such grand imaginings of what I could make. It was just the thing I needed to bust my boredom. In the end it wasn't a masterpiece. Just some smooshed up raspberries with brown sugar. However, Mom made me feel like the greatest Chef! You have such a genuine way of making people see themselves for who they really are. I love you each and every day for that gift. Thanks Mom!
Wendy
I loved that Raspberry patch!! I have been dreaming of having a raspberry patch like that my whole life. We used to go back there and pick the best tasting raspberries I have ever had.
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