Four years ago yesterday was the day my mother graduated from this life to the next. For some reason I never seem to remember that day. Not sure why. I hope that doesn't make me a bad person. I just prefer to remember the day of her birth into this life and the life she lived. Birthdays for me are happy days. Death days not so much. That's just who I am.
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She raised a great daughter! Birthdays are great...graduations much harder.
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