IF ONE CAN REMEMBER HOW THEY FELT(AND IT WASN'T ALL PEACHES AND CREAM)...THEN ONE CAN UNDERSTAND HOW THEIR OFFSPRING FEELS AND SO, WE DO LET GO, BUT...WE PRAY MUCH!!! THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
A mother always has to let go, but it is so hard at times! Your words and thoughts to your son are golden and filled with loving advice, always to be remembered. Wonderful and caring write, good work.
All these many years later, sixty to be exact, I still remember the girl that I first truly loved. As far as my children, your words of advice and hope are a given.
Your friend, Mark
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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Joy L. Hale
Your friend, Mark
John
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D