Ann Mary Stenberg, my Mother

You raised my spirits when I felt shattered and torn.. You gave me encouragement when other's refused. You spoke with tenderness, the voice of an Angel. You offered me the freedom to be who I am. You were never outspoken with damaging words. You sent me messages of acceptance and strength. You showed consideration, with reasons to trust you. You had faith in God, and I graciously admired you. You understood my pain and didn't criticize that sadness. You always cared, you were always there. Ready to help with whatever I needed. Your positive outlook was a joyful brightness. You had obvious solutions to most of life's issues.
 Those meaningful answers were a part of your brilliance. Inspirational devotion explains your importance. Now Heaven has the gift of your presence. Just remembering and acknowledging your dedication and kindness, I'm honored to highlight each moment. Those memories are sealed in my heart.
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Deborrah Ann Stenberg

Born and raised in the big Sky country of Billings, Montana. My spectacular examples of hobbies and interests are photography, art, ceramics, poetry, and writing children's stories. Whether it's a hobby, profession, or a dream come true, we should never give up on believing or dreaming. Just be able to create some inspirational words or explore the beautiful outdoors, is something to appreciate and admire. more…

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