At this point making pancakes is like rocket science. I think we're somewhere in that hazy brain stage of grief. One egg, two eggs. Whole batch or double batch? Oh yes, Trent is in heaven, one and a half batches will be plenty. Whisk. Add milk, sugar, flour, baking powder. Mix some more. Pour. Add blueberries. Flip. Butter. Repeat. Another meal completed. What was my name again?
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Thank you for sharing. You might be interested to know how many people are reading and lurking...trying to figure out their own way to grieve right now. Your willingness to be so open and honest is a blessing to others.
I just checked stats Dalyn~ 4,842 visits with 9,547 pageviews since the accident. May God move in mighty ways as I sit here and type in my PJ's about His faithfulness.
Just wanted to let you know that I'm thinking about you. :D
I don't know if you got my email about the wonderful surprise I found in my mail box the other day. Thank you so much for your sweet gift and note! I love your soaps and I love you too, sweet lady!
Keep on keepin' on. Your courage is a real testimony. Still praying. God Bless
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