This is testament to the fact that a note from Mom can be left ANYWHERE, and still have more impact than text or email. You get in the car to go to work and this is staring back at you. You could be doing 100 mph off a cliff and the last thing you will remember is that today is Ash Wednesday and you cannot eat meat. Words cannot describe how awesome this note is.
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About The Author
- John
- Long Island, NY, United States
- I am 31 years old and grew up on Long Island. I attended a very strict Catholic High School, but not by choice. I didn't get along too well with my Mom when I was younger, but I always loved her very much. This blog is respectfully dedicated to one of the most unique, eccentric women I have ever known. And did I mention talented? My Mom could write a note on ANYTHING: Post-Its, notepads, even paper towels! Thanks for reading!

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