Since 1976 February has always been a hard month and it became even harder in 1999, when my mother died. With each year that passes my fear grows stronger, the memories are no longer as clear as they once were.
My soul is filled with the fear that I will live long enough
to forget.
Today I am grateful that I can still remember their faces
and the sound of their voices.
I miss you mom, so much. I have needed you so much over the years,
Diana I hope that you know that you are still my best friend.
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