October 13th of every year is always the worst for me because I relive the day you died over and over in my head all day long. But this year I have done something a little different about it. Instead of reliving October 13, 1985 over and over all day today, I have written down the events of what happened that took you away from me... and I have stopped crying and I am not reliving the day now, so I am hoping that I won't relive it again next year. I only want to remember the good times we had together, not the day you left my life. I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO MUCH MOMMA ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️. HAPPY HEAVENLY BIRTHDAY MOMMA!!!!