My mom and my daughter. Today I went with my mom to finish cleaning out her childhood home after having lost her mom earlier this year. I look at my daughter and remember the tears that I had not knowing if I’d ever be able to have a child. Life is hard. Loss is painful. Love is free. “We love because He first loved us” John 4:19 I am the mom I am because... she is the mom she is because... her mom was the mom she was....