through infinity synopsis:
When your past vanishes, what happens to your future?
Candice and Jason Woodruff had everything going for them: a strong marriage, the family they’d dreamed of, and successful businesses. When they made their wedding vows, they promised to love each other through infinity and beyond…but Candice doesn’t remember making that vow. Candice doesn’t remember the last eighteen years.
After a medical emergency, Candice awakens to find herself a married mother of four. She’s surrounded by a loving family of strangers, but Candice struggles to claim an identity while learning to be a wife and mother. Candice is no longer the same woman Jason fell in love with all those years ago. Can they learn to love each other in this new reality? Through Infinity is one woman’s journey as she rediscovers the love of her husband and children. But will that new found love be strong enough to carry them through infinity and beyond…
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thanks for the memories synopsis:
Jason knew Candice's biggest Christmas wish was to remember the past eighteen years. As Thanksgiving approached, Candice retreated further within herself. Jason enlist the help of their family and friends to grant Candice's wish. Each wrote their cherished memories and sealed them in containers. The morning after Thanksgiving Candice awakened to find fifty numbered tins. When Christmas day arrived, will Candice be able to tell everyone thanks for the memories?
thanks for the memories excerpt:
When you called to tell your dad and me that you were pregnant, I was so excited for the two of you. But then finding out that you would be alone when the baby was born scared me. I knew how that felt, and I never wanted my children to experience that situation. But I was thrilled when you told us you would be coming back home to have the baby.
The day Rissa was born, I got to be the first to hold her. It’s one of the best days of my life. When I was allowed to bring her back over to you, you were still a bit groggy from a reaction to the epidural, but you said, “Hi, Damaris, I’m your mommy. It’s nice to meet you.” The nurse anesthetist helped wrap your arm around Rissa so you could semi-hold her for a moment before she was taken to the nursery.
Choosing between going with Rissa to the nursery and staying with you, my baby, was hard. I stood there kind of dithering with myself over what to do when you yelled at me to go.
Later on that night, I woke up to you talking softly. Damaris was swaddled and snuggled in your arms as you gazed down at her. “…he’s not very well behaved, so your daddy and I have a lot to learn about being a mommy and daddy. You’ll have to be patient with us. I promise we’ll try really hard.” You went on to talk to her about all kinds of things while she nursed. I wish I could remember everything you said, but honestly I think you were just rambling.
Watching you grow into motherhood over the next few months was heartwarming. You’ve always had a very loving and giving heart, but you’re very reserved about who you open yourself up to. You don’t often talk about your inner thoughts and feelings. If Rick hadn’t bombarded his way into being your friend, I don’t think you would have made the effort to really get to know anyone when we moved here. With Rissa, you were a natural.
Over the next few months, it seemed like taking care of Rissa gave you a newfound confidence. You blossomed as her mother, and through her, you opened yourself to others as well. Oh, you were still quiet, but you no longer cared if people noticed you. It was all about meeting Rissa’s needs.
When Sybany came along, she flipped your world on its axis. There was nothing easy about that kid. She gave you a run for your money. One day you called me and said, “She never stays still. What am I supposed to do?”
Once I stopped laughing, I asked, “What did you expect?”
“Damaris never moved when I put her down and told her to stay there. She always plays quietly with her toys. Sybany never stops moving, even in her sleep.”
A few months later, I asked how things were going. You didn’t seem quite so stressed. You told me, “Momma, I just decided not to worry about it. I’m going with the flow. But one thing I’ve figured out is that Damaris was the perfect baby and toddler, but she was the worst kid to have first because she lulls you into false confidence.”
Well, baby girl, I’m here to tell you that you aren’t as behind the motherhood curve as you think. My baby is forty-one and being a mother is still a learning process that never ends.
One day some words came to mind, so I wrote them down. Soon the words became sentences, which formed paragraphs, which, in turn, formed chapters. Before long, those words had become a book.
When I'm not reading or writing, I'm a wife, mother, and business owner. I've lived on the Gulf, East, and West Coasts, but as a born and raised Southern girl, my favorite will always be the Gulf Coast. There's just no place like home...
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