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my mom: 1944-2006

I had to say good-bye to my Mom after years of serious illness from heart disease to cancer. I would love to commemerate her by telling of her career and other accomplishments, but now as I sit as a lost woman, I recall her smell, her hands at a serious dominos game, and the last night of her life, how hard it was to say good-bye, Mom, I miss you with my entire heart and soul, I've dreamed you twice, I keep sniffing your last blanket, I keep staring at that beautiful picture of you. I'll never forget, never. I'll love you forever and ever. I am so thankful you are no longer in pain, and I want to believe I will see you again. bye Mama.

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