2-27-85 - 2-8-02

My Son:

Michael, It has not gotten any easier for me. It's been 3 years. I long for the sound of your voice, when asking to use the cell phone for the weekend and then telling me you love me. The touch of your arms around me from your big hugs and the soft kiss on the cheek. It's hard to go on but I do it because I have your sisters.

Michael my heart will never heal till I have you by my side.


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