Being Clay's mother meant that I had the opportunity to experience loving someone more than I loved myself.
I have learned what it's like to experience joy & pain through someone else's life.
It has taught me hope & patience and has shown me the depth, strength & power of love.
Memories have turned into important lessons or humorous stories; the good times have become precious treasures to relive again & again. 💝
I think about my last conversation with Clay all the time. I told him how much we enjoyed watching him grow up, how he was our pride & joy, how we didn't know what we ever did before he was born.
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