You were born on Audust 2, 1948, you were a Leo just like me.
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy-three.
You were unique and I truly hate that you're dead.
I wanted you to get better but sadly, you died instead.
You were a special person and that's something I'm grateful for.
But I'm not grateful for the fact that you're not alive anymore.
Many people were better off simply because they knew you.
You were a terrific and caring lady and that is certainly true.
One great thing about you was that you liked to help others.
Happy Birthday, Mom, you were truly a wonderful mother.
Submitted: August 02, 2021
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It is so touching that after all of these years you still remember her and love her so much.
Mon, August 2nd, 2021 4:00pmAny mother would be proud to have such a loving and thoughtful son.