It's been 12 weeks today since mom died. I still miss her as much as I did the day she died. It's still hard to think of life with out mom, even though I've done it for the past 12 months, I think her strength is inside of me because I never though I would even make it this far.
This was taken a few years ago at one of Nate's games. She always wanted to be "fat" again. She hated being thin.
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Keep up the good work.
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