people always told me that i was the best thang that had ever happon to my mom.. but to me, she was the best thang that ever happon.. there has not been one day that gose by that i don't think about her.. she always found the good in people no matter what they have done.. she was wonderful... ever day i wake up, i think to myself (i am going to be more like my mommy today) that for me is the best way that i can remmber her.. it gets hard at times, the pain never seems to go away. yes i do know she aways with me, but it's not the same.. they say it's gets easier as time gose by.. but it's not true not for me.. it get harder when i need her the most she's not here.. when she left i felt like she left me. i was so agery, it took me a while to realise that she didn't leave me. just thangs like this happons.. god dosen't pick a weed to take home he picks a rose a red rose, and that was my mom he took home that day. so i always tell myself that there is always going to be a bran new day, a new day closer to heaven, a new day closer to my mommy, a new day closer to home...

Update:
My mom has been gone for 15 years now, and as you know I lost my dad a few years ago as well. I am doing well. I am married to a wonderful man and a mother of 3 now.

people always told me that i was the best thang that had ever happon to my mom.. but to me, she was the best thang that ever happon.. there has not been one day that gose by that i don't think about her.. she always found the good in people no matter what they have done.. she was wonderful... ever day i wake up, i think to myself (i am going to be more like my mommy today) that for me is the best way that i can remmber her.. it gets hard at times, the pain never seems to go away. yes i do know she aways with me, but it's not the same.. they say it's gets easier as time gose by.. but it's not true not for me.. it get harder when i need her the most she's not here.. when she left i felt like she left me. i was so agery, it took me a while to realise that she didn't leave me. just thangs like this happons.. god dosen't pick a weed to take home he picks a rose a red rose, and that was my mom he took home that day. so i always tell myself that there is always going to be a bran new day, a new day closer to heaven, a new day closer to my mommy, a new day closer to home...

Update:
My mom has been gone for 15 years now, and as you know I lost my dad a few years ago as well. I am doing well. I am married to a wonderful man and a mother of 3 now.