My Mor Mor

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My aunt wrote this post about an incredible woman I was lucky enough to call Mor Mor (Mother’s Mother). I love that my aunt loved her mother-in-law enough to write this tribute.

When I was in my late teens I struggled with sleep cycles due to Lyme disease. Mor Mor struggled with sleep because she was aging. Often she and I would meet in the kitchen around 2 am. That time was a treasure. She shared her many decades of experience with me, and inspired me with her own plans for the future. Even though she was in her upper 70s at that time, she was looking into taking art classes at the local college, she was an active gardener, and she knitted sweaters and blankets for Lutheran World Relief.

Thanks for that beautiful tribute Aunt Anne. And happy 100 to Mor Mor.

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