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I remember my mom pausing suddenly to give thanks for the moment. I have images in my head of her just staring into the horizon, a soft smile on her face. She would point out flowers as we walked past them, or a hummingbird flitting past the window. The breathtaking sunsets never went unnoticed or unannounced.

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