This is a story about love, faith, and hope. It is a story that continues every day, time and time again.

When I was a little girl, I would tell my Mother how much I loved her time and time again.  When she was ill, I would say to her how much she meant to me and how much I enjoyed spending time with her time and time again. In my heart, I needed her to know how important she was.  Somehow in my silly way, I believed if told her time and time again, the love I felt would permanently attach itself, and travel with her to heaven. Even now, five years later, I look up and say those words I said time after time.

When I was a little girl, before my Mother married the wonderful man who became my Dad, I would look up to heaven and ask Jesus to send me my very own Daddy to love. I asked this time after time. My prayer was answered.  And the answer repeated itself time after time, day after day until his death. To this day, I find myself, looking up and thanking him; time after time.

As a mother, I encouraged my children time and time again, even now as adults with families of their own I continue with the message.  Each morning, as I write a text to them, I always end with, I believe in you and love you more than words can say.  I say these words time and time again, in hope that they will have faith in themselves and the choices they make.

And to my Grandchildren and Great-Grandsons, I hope my love for all of them will instill a growing appreciation for everyone. I tell them they are my sunshine, time and time again.

Our family, friends and those who cross our daily path, need to know how important they are to us.  It’s the smiles, the hello, the hugs, the time, and the caring we give; time and time again, that will make all the difference in their lives.

Jesus loves us so much. His love shines through, time and time again in the little things and the big things that happen in our lives. And yes, even in the hard times, when it is difficult to feel His love. I can assure you that He is there, time and time again.

Published by cynthiajeandeluca

My name is Cynthia Jean DeLuca. I am a wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. I believe in following your dreams and never giving up! Helping others is very important to me, for when we help others, we help ourselves. It is my hope to make a difference in the lives of children and grown-ups. My hobbies are writing, quilting and painting. I am a novice at all three but, enjoy them immensely. I grew up on a farm with no indoor plumbing and no heat in our upstairs. I love life and have a very strong faith. Working on inspirational short stories for grown- ups. Love to speak on topics that touch my heart.

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