I don't usually write on your wall....I usually write FROM it....and shake up your friends and family....
My very soul hurts from missing you, Son...but thank you for for being the son you are. Of all the things I ever said to you, I realized this week that I failed to ever ask your forgiveness for the times I may have failed you as a mother. Forgive me.
I love you. Always have. Always will. And, we will laugh together again.
~Momma
Psalm 34:18 (NIV)
The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
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