Dearest son, you were my first and chosen one. I loved you the instant you were conceived. Through the years, I tried to make you into a loving and caring human being. Lately we were working on turning you into the man any woman would want to marry. And I know it was working. Thank-you for giving me the time to raise you. Thank-you for liviing until you had accomplished all God sent you to do.>So John, Till I hug you in Heaven,>Your loving Mom
Pam [email protected]
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