Monday, November 14, 2011
She had nausea, then she watched her feet swell and her skin stretch & tear; she struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quick; she suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher, and my best friend. She's struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me, & prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
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