Moma, Today, I picked up the phone to call you only to remember that there are no more calls. I think of you often and how you tried to prepare me for this day. I remember how I used to say that it is not time to talk about it. I just want you to know that I miss you more and more and I loved you so. It was VERY hard for me to deal with your declining health because I knew you were in pain. I prayed that you would get better. But God knew I was praying a selfish prayer. I wanted things the way it used to be. I tried to bring you into my home and you would not have it. I knew why because you could not tell me how severe your health was getting. But I knew and you knew I knew. The memories I have with you are numerous but I thank you for teaching me to survive. Moma, I will always love you. -Pumpkin
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I love you mom…you will be forever in our hearts ..and memories love always Peaches…
Moma, Today, I picked up the phone to call you only to remember that there are no more calls. I think of you often and how you tried to prepare me for this day. I remember how I used to say that it is not time to talk about it. I just want you to know that I miss you more and more and I loved you so. It was VERY hard for me to deal with your declining health because I knew you were in pain. I prayed that you would get better. But God knew I was praying a selfish prayer. I wanted things the way it used to be. I tried to bring you into my home and you would not have it. I knew why because you could not tell me how severe your health was getting. But I knew and you knew I knew. The memories I have with you are numerous but I thank you for teaching me to survive. Moma, I will always love you. -Pumpkin