Dear Mom, There are so many things that I want to say to you. I want you to know how much I love you. I'm thankful for all of the time that we spent together. I'm happy that I spent all of last year living with you and dad. I'm happy that I learned to make your meatballs, and how much time we spent just talking to eachother into the night. I am so proud to be your daughter. I will never forget all of the special times we spent together. Lazy times just watching TV, our Wal-mart trips, going to the laudromat, hours on the phone, our trip to Orlando. All of these times are going to live in my heart. I have no regrets except for moving far away to go to school, but when I get my Master's and PhD, they will be for you so that you may be proud of me. You will always be with me, and when I need strength you will be there to help me through the tough times. If you could speak to me I know what you would say to me because we are so close, and that comforts me right now. I love you forever. Love, Tammie I wrote that letter to my mother one day before she passed away. I want to pay tribute to her here. She was the shining light of my life. I will miss her terribly. Barbara Ellen Moore May 24, 1946 - December 8, 2000
Your Loving daughter, Tammie
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