It hurts

Growing up I was at your house daily. Never had to knock, never had to ask for a drink. I had my own cup with my name on it...after all you not only had 7 of your own kids you also had "extras". You gave us the birds and bee's talk, gave us the "Aunt Flo" talk along with countless other talks. I appreciate it more than you know. You raised a great family and they all turned out wonderful. I didn't turn out to bad myself...and I thank you for a lot of that. I will forever love you "Mom".

I miss you so much already.