Every morning, and I mean every morning, my mother was up first getting the coffee going and fixin’ breakfast. Many times it was still dark outside. Breakfast was eggs, bacon or sausage, toast or biscuits and maybe oats or cream of wheat but seldom grits as dad, having a Yankee mother, did not like grits! …
Tag: Forever
Feeling Forgotten & Alone?
It can happen in a crowd, at work, at a party or sitting alone on your couch. Being forgotten hurts. Good news, God tells us He has not, nor will He ever forget us. “Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she …
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