This morning in Starbucks, though, the memory came back--sweetly sad--that when I was twelve and Mom died, I already understood that life was a mixed bag of happiness and sadness.
Thank you God and thank you Lynn Anderson.
I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.
Tag(s): mourning family God
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