This picture caught my attention due to the golds and yellows and said to me "a new day is coming." Many changes have occurred in the past few months. Today, I as I wrote in my gratitude/memories journal, I remembered that eleven years ago today I was two weeks away from giving birth to Emma, watching the television and the horror it displayed. When I think about my mom not being here I also think of the thousands of families who lost a loved one that day. And I am grateful for the closure I had with her-in the end. Everyday, a new day is coming and I am happy to be here.
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