Mom, I miss you so much! It is so hard to grieve, as I have Sal and Brandon to tend to. I feel that I haven't had a chance to "just let it out". Since you passed, I have been having "mom withdrawals". Since, I spent many evenings and weekends with you, I sort of got used to it. I miss a lot about you. I miss saying "Mommy", rubbing noses with you, saying "I love you", calling you everyday to let you when I was at work or home, sitting with you (even if not to say much of anything), seeing you hug Brandon and say "you're my boy", telling me you prayed for me from the time you wanted to be pregnant with me, encouraging me to do good in life, you working with your flowers, telling me about God and the bible, and taking the time for me. The only thing I dont miss is dealing with your bills, but you were worth every bit of time and effort I put into it. I hope you can see me from Heaven to see how I am doing, how my family is doing, how Brandon is growing up. I hope you can see my little memoir of you in my loft area of our house. I have the painting of you with a little framed picture of you and a poem. The poem really says a lot about you. A few days before you passed, you said that you felt no one cared for you because the only time anyone came around was when you were on your death bed. Well, mom, you were wrong. I can't answer for everyone, but I can definately answer for myself. I cared and loved you so much. I cared and loved you more than anything in this world. I can't even tell you how much, because there are no scales that can go that far. I love you, Mom. I hope you can see me. One day I will be with you. Those are the same words you would say to your dad and mom. I remember many times when you cried for your mom and dad. I wish I could have just been able to help you get over it. There is nothing really I guess that can help. You always said that I kept you fealing better. I say the same thing about Brandon. Time is only a minute away. Again, I love and miss you very, very, very much. Keep sending your blessings!

Love, your daughter Sandra

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