Connie
Mama, I will always remember our times together. We would laugh, cry, debate, and talk about the past, present, and future a lot together. You would tell me what you thought about my cooking, good or bad, and what you wanted next time. You will always be my beloved mother and my friend who I could confide in. You were always there for your children and grandchildren. I know you are in a better place now, free of pain and suffering. You are now free of the noisy places that made you nervous. Be at peace and tell Dad I love and miss him as I do you. Love, your daughter, Connie