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DEAR MOM

  • Writer: Quita
    Quita
  • Apr 12, 2020
  • 1 min read

There are no words in losing a parent.. although she was not my mother from birth, she was my mother no matter what. For 37 years. She treat me as her own, there were no differences between me and my siblings. The news of her passing yesterday was shocking. I was shocked, and confused, but as my husband drove down the highway I let out this crazy sigh and gasped quietly , it was like she came to me and telling me to let go. It was at that point and time I understood he spirits. l could sit here and tell you so many obstacles she went through, no woman in my opinion shouldn't have to go through .. my message I've gotten out of this whole ordeal is this: 👇👇👇


In our hearts, we all know that death is a part of life. In fact, death gives meaning to our existence because it reminds us how precious life is.🙏



 
 
 

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