Epilogue

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    It's been 67 years as of today since my mother died. As I sit on my porch with my husband as we watch the sun rise it gets me thinking about my life. I think back to  the rode, and journey it took me to get here, the journey which was one of the hardest I ever had to face. The journey in which the destination was the rest of my life. My story was quite odd and filled with drama, but at last it's a good one, my life, and my everlasting journey was quite an adventure. Some call my story the Journey Through Life.

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