mammy
Hi mam, it's me. I know I haven't been home in a while and that you miss me. mam, I know you feel guilty for how I turned out, but the guilt is not yours to carry, I have no doubt. sickness came into our home like a ghost in the night. we did not invite it. It was not in our sight. if I could have seen it, I would not have let it in because sickness became that person we hate to see but still came around and would not let you be. don't ever feel guilty for something you could not control you are a warrior a soldier but the war is within you will never get a medal or statue in your name but I see you the strongest fighter I have ever seen you are a world champion that isn't seen on TV or the news you did not let sickness win without a fight you took round after round and still never an end to the fight. mam I you taught me to be kind gentle and true and I'm so very glad people say I'm just like YOU!!
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