Thoughts of Mom have been flooding my head lately. That day. What I saw. What I remember. What will be forever burned in my memory. On our way home from the Yankee game last night I wanted to call her and tell her that I was on my way home. At the game I wanted to buy her a bag of cotton candy. I guess this will always happened and I will learn how to deal with it. I sure wish that I didn't have to...
~Christine
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