May 11
*Laying out a blanket on the ground in front of my mother's angel statue. Sitting down, I look up and smile at the angel.* Hi Momma. Happy Mother's Day. *Pulling the basket that I had brought with me closer, I pull out the lunch I had packed.* I made some of your favorites. Baked Potato Soup and ham and cheese. And chocolate brownies for dessert. *Getting everything open, I eat and talk. Telling everything that had been going on and all the things that were bothering me. As the sun starts to lower in the sky, I pack up my mess and fold my blanket.* I'm taking good care of Daddy for you. I know how much he misses you, even though he tries to hide it. He's so lonely, Momma. We both are. We miss having you around. Miss the sound of your voice. Miss how you always made things better. *Wiping the tears from my eyes, I blow the angel a kiss* I love you, Momma.
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