My Mom Died of a aneurysm in her brain in 1994. When I lost her, I lost my best friend. We did everything together. I miss talking to her on the phone and for months after her passing i caught myself picking up the phone to call her. She use to know if I was having a bad day and always did her best to make me laugh. I do know that she is in a better place and watching her grandkids grow up,so that gives me peace.
I buried her ashes with my son Michael he was still born in 1997. I knew she would take care of him for me.
I buried her ashes with my son Michael he was still born in 1997. I knew she would take care of him for me.
My Mom Died of a aneurysm in her brain in 1994. When I lost her, I lost my best friend. We did everything together. I miss talking to her on the phone and for months after her passing i caught myself picking up the phone to call her. She use to know if I was having a bad day and always did her best to make me laugh. I do know that she is in a better place and watching her grandkids grow up,so that gives me peace.
I buried her ashes with my son Michael he was still born in 1997. I knew she would take care of him for me.
I buried her ashes with my son Michael he was still born in 1997. I knew she would take care of him for me.
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Beloved Mother, Grandmother ,Sister, Daughter and Friend.
~Angels Never Die
