My mom passed away yesterday. We are broken-hearted.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. —Matthew 5:4 WE WHO MOURN what death has done to my mom - shady. in a comatose state, her last breath brings one tear that clings to the corner of her eye. final hugs and kisses. she knows we’re all there. nothing to do but walk away and remember my sweetheart of a mom - forever. 4/15/2021
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