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My Words

One of the greatest gifts given to me by my mother was a respect and love for words.

Big words with so many syllables it rolls off the tongue like a beautiful centipede like ‘Antidisestablishmentarianism’. I would say it long before I could really grasp what it means just enjoying the feel of the shapes in my mouth. Small words, like that word ‘love’ I just tossed out there in the first sentence. It is a word I have used even more frequently over the…