June 16
June 16
Mom your death is starting to really hit me , I miss and loved the way you would love me hug me and do my hair. Ever since I was little I could remember sitting between your legs getting my hair braided. And all we had was each other NO ONE was their for us not even "family" it was always us fighting threw our battles alone and it hurts really bad seeing all these people showing us "love''. Nothing about your life was fair the way you grew up wasn't fair.No one was fair to you not even your parents but you grew older and became the best mother anyone could wish for. I remember it was always just us two and you always made a way to make us smile to make me smile every time I look in the mirror I see YOU. When you died Amora was only two years old and she still remembers you and ask about you every time we see her. I love you and I'm going to keep you in memories until the day I die.