Its been 8 months since God called you home and it has been hard EVERY day since then. My pillow has concealed so many tears and shielded so much pain. This month is the toughest of them all for me and the boys. This is the month you would spend with us spoiling your grandsons cooking whatever they wanted and this is the week you would start cooking their thanksgiving dinner....your famous 12 potato pies would fill the air...the aroma would drive them all crazy....you love to hear them beg to cut just one, but the ritual is they cant eat them until midnight the morning before Thanksgiving! I miss your smile, your strength, your laughter, and our many arguments. O momma I know you are happy in heaven with our Lord, but I just wanted you to know that we miss and love you soooo much!!!!
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 05:18:29 +0000
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