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“Rather than dwelling on the past, we should make the most of today, of the here and now, doing all we can to provide pleasant memories for the future…If you are still in the process of raising children be aware that the tiny fingerprints that show up on almost every newly cleaned surface, the toys scattered about the house, the piles and piles of laundry to be tackled, will disappear all too soon, and that you will, to your surprise, miss them, profoundly.”

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Thomas S. Monson
Thomas S. Monson

Thomas S. Monson was an American author known for his religious works. Born on August 21, 1927, he gained recognition in the Mormon Church. more

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