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Why I Talk About Her

*I read a blog post that so eloquently put words to so much of what I feel- this is an excerpt- I'll post the link at the bottom. I talk about her, not because I’m constantly living in pain. I’m not anymore, but in my world, this is my normal, and I’d rather live honestly and out loud. Joy, love, happiness, and gratefulness are my everyday, but so are death, loss, heartache, and grief. Even more so… ... I talk about her because I’m proud. I talk about her, because she deserves to be remembered. I talk about her, because even though she’s not physically with me, she’s never far from my mind. I talk about her, because she’s part of me, a part that I could never ignore or disown. I talk about her because I love her still, and I always will. Forever. Nothing will ever change that. This is my normal. I know it’s hard to understand, and maybe that’s okay. When it comes to loving her , I will not be silent or hide away, and the bottom line is that is okay, too. HERE

Mom Eagen

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Edna Eagen age 87, passed away peacefully on December 19, 2016 at the Lake Ridge Care Center in Buffalo, MN. She was born December 4, 1929, in Audubon County, IA, west of Brayton. Edna was baptized and confirmed at the Oak Hill Lutheran Church. She graduated from Exira High School and married in 1948. She and her husband owned and operated a tavern in Hamlin, IA for several years prior to relocating to the Minneapolis, MN area in 1954. As an accomplished seamstress, she utilized her advanced skills at home for her family along with working at various alterations, clothing, and fabric stores. They continued to raise five children through that period and then moved to Buffalo, MN in 1969. Edna resided there for the remainder of her years, close to her good friends and family as she worked in various employment roles of retail and industrial businesses. After retiring in 1996, she focused a majority of her time visiting family, traveling, and crafting intricate crochet projects for fri