

Things were going well in 1994. I loved my job and the people that I worked with. Things were good between Mark and I...it was a great year.
My mom and her sister, my Aunt Jo, came down to visit for a week in August. We rented a condo at Ft. Myers Beach. It was a memorable vacation filled with laughter, shopping and good food.
I went with Mark to a couple of concerts that year....I met Kathy Mattea and Vince Gill...two very very nice down-to


That year I felt wrapped in a sense of security. I loved my husband and my pets. I loved my home and my job. I loved my co-workers too. When I think back on 1994, it brings a warm fuzzy feeling to my heart. And for this, I am thankful.
What were YOU doing in 1994?

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I moved to North Carolina that year!
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