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Our lives will never be the same...
without you, Mom...
My mom died yesterday morning.
She set the table but never finished her breakfast.
We knew she had a weak heart but this was too sudden.
Our family revolved around her, she was the driving force, the glue that binds us together.
You will be missed, Mom.
We will always love you.
You were an angel in disguise.
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Last edited by Geronimo '74; 05-05-2013 at 02:47 AM..
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