The Wilma Summers that i kmew and remember loved her family more than any thing else in this world. She loved her children, each and everyone of you equally. Never favoring one more than the other. .

       HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAR FRIEND

There are so many wonderful stories i could share. You always asked if we had a good childhood trust me mom we did. I heard a not so good growing up story from someone the other day and was absolutely dumbfounded. I thought of how wonderful ours were and i hope you believed us when we told you we did. I thank god everyday i was staying with you the last few months of your life. We had so many laughs together. I enjoyed watching NCIS with you so much. I loved the comments you would make. I remember the last night we spent together like it was yesterday. Than in four hours later my life changed forever. I thank god i was there or you would have passed alone but i was the last one who got to talk to you and tell you i love and you slurred i love you too. But a slure was better than nothing. I know you knew i was there. I love and miss you so much. I remember a few days before you passed i bought you a red rose and you said what is this for and i told you because you are my best friend and your always there for me and you hugged me and cried. I miss those little arms around me. I always felt safe and loved. You were right when you always said there is no pain like the pain you have when you loose a parent. This pain is a pain that i will never get over. Thank you so much for all the wonderful memories that you gave us in our lives. I love and miss you terribly. I know you are in heaven with your parents and i also know you are in no more pain with arthur (as you would call it) and no more polio. That eases my pain some. But doesn't mean i don't miss you like crazy. A piece of me died when you did. My heart aches every minute of the day for you. Shuse for now mon shotz. I love and miss you more than words could ever describe.