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There is something magical about my mother-in-law Nancy Hogue. It's an odd way to describe someone, but for me "magic" is the word that comes to mind whenever I think of her. Like most people I was nervous when I met my husbands' parents, but within seconds of our introduction she wrapped me in a bear hug that felt like home. I didn't know it then but shortly after that introduction my family would lose our matriarch, my grandmother.
Nearly swallowed in the pain of her loss, my immediate family and I didn't really know how to cope with her death. All of us could talk to eachother, but it always ended up with one or all of us crying because we were all missing the same woman. It was around this time that I turned to Nancy. She shared stories of the special relationship she had with her own grandmother as well as talked me up from the ground on days the pain had flattened me. My own mother squeezed Nancy's hand one time and...
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