Some would find it odd, but I speak to my mom two-maybe-three times a day. Millie and I are not just mother and son, she is one of my best friends. When I'm tired, weary or unable to cope with a difficult day, I need to just consider all that my mom has done - does really - and all seems attainable. As she celebrates another birthday, I am grateful for every moment I have her and relish each conversation, every visit and every day God grants me my mommy. Happy birthday Negra. You are everything a mom should be. The umbilical chord between you and I went from a physical to a spiritual one the day I was born.
Keep passin' the open windows...
- Mobile post from my iPhone
Keep passin' the open windows...
- Mobile post from my iPhone
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