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The older we grow the more precious become the recollections of our childhood days, especially our memories of our moma. Her love and care halo her memory with brighter radiance, for we have discovered that nowhere else in the world is such loving self-sacrifice to be found; her counsels and instructions appeal to us with greater force than when we received them because our knowledge of the world and our experience of life have proved their worth. Dearer even than moma's teachings are little, personal momories of her, different in each case but essentially the same-moma's face, moma's touch and moma's voice.
MOMA-I know that you are with Daddy now and thats the way it should be. Knowing this doesn't ease the pain but you are always with me. I LOVE YOU MOMA and you will always be in my thoughts and heart. |