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This school year marks the last of me being a mom with kids at home full time. Something I have been silently dreading for a little while now. How did it come so quickly? How did my three little people fly so fast? How did this towheaded blue-eyed tiny girl who said the quirkiest things sitting in coffee shops with me on Main Street become a Senior in high school? “How come everyone keeps calling you Julie when your name is Maaaahma??” she’d say. ♡ Now she struts gracefully through the front door laughing and making jokes, while saying “Bye, Mama! I love you!” as she gets into her own car and takes off to school or work.

How is my son (oldest) graduating from COLLEGE this year? I gulp and stare at his baby picture on the side table in disbelief.
And my second born – floating beautifully through her days with dimpled smiles, laughter & and love.

To say I am a lucky mom is an understatement.