At our wedding dance, I asked the DJ to dedicate the song “Let Me Call You Sweetheart” to my mom. I love this picture from the wedding; every time I look at it, I’m reminded how very, very much I am loved. A mother’s love is an incredible, powerful thing (as you moms out there realize!). I often imagine God’s love for us as something similar, like being cradled gently in my mom’s arms, enveloped by a love so deep and enduring that it’s beyond comprehension, a love that is pure gift.
Just like my mom’s love has always been pure gift.
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Author: Barbara Marincel
My spiritual journey is all about finding the grace in the everyday—and the not so everyday—while living a full and creative life that includes chronic illness, PTSD, and depression. I'm a writer, blogger and photographer, live in lovely Minneapolis, Minnesota and am happily married to George and doggie-mama to Piper. I’m a Benedictine Oblate candidate of St. John’s Abbey in Collegeville, MN. My creative inspirations include nature, good books, Lake Superior, my flower garden, and my faith. More than anything, I cherish spending time with friends and, especially, family.
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Chronic Grace 
Those are such great pictures, Barb. Your close relationship with your mom and her love for you are evident in both of them. We are keeping her, and you, in our prayers.
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