Once upon a time there was a girl. Her mother and father weren't married anymore, not due to a lack of love for her. One day, on top of a beautiful mesa, the girl's father married a lady. The lady wore makeup and curled her hair and had a soft voice and pretty hands and the girl thought she was amazing. The lady had a baby boy and together, her and the girl's father would have another boy and another little girl. The girl spent many days and many nights with the lady. She learned to bake cookies, make biscuits, polish silver ware, change a diaper, soothe a baby, make someone feel special. The lady also taught the girl how to be a dedicated worker and a loving wife.
And a mom.
Then the lady got sick. And she taught the girl how to be strong and tough and mad. And to believe in heaven. On a cold winter day the lady died. And the girl was strong and tough and mad. And sad.
The girl is a lady now. She thinks of this lady a lot. When she bakes cookies and soothes a baby. When she thinks about heaven. She still thinks she is amazing.
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