How Much I Love

Heartache come at a time when we don't except it.
But we must move on because it's what our loved one want us to do.
I didn't want a big fuss one my birthday, but my mom wanted me to be happy.
Seventeen years ago on 7/14/1997 I lost my sister witch was my best friend.
Then a mouth ago I lost my aunt. The date was 5/10/2015.
Then this past Tuesday at 2:41am I lost my mom.

Three of the most import women in my life are with Jesus.
I will miss them all.

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