My mother gave me many things when I grew up and moved away. Of all the things she gave me, (and she gave me
many things), none are quite as special to me as my Deruta clock. The clock is beautiful, just as my mother was. Reliable too. It's true, she was reliable in that she was always there when I needed her.
So these days when I look over at the clock to check the time, I see my beautiful Deruta clock given to me by mom who gave me the gift of time, and the gift of
her time. How
wonderful is that?
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| Mother's Day - 1991 |
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