Mamma, this is the eighth year without you.
I miss you so very much. The sweet scent of your clothes that I will never forget,
I find myself lost, a grandmother myself now as I think of everything that happened between us. The good and the sad but I love you and you loved me that is my memory.
I know you are in Heaven, were saved and I will see you again then our joy will be real and forever with Christ and all those that we love, together because prayers count and Salvation is free. I pray for all of my family to be saved and I will see many someday.
I hope it does not sound morbid, that is not my intention. I just miss my mamma and we suffered and laughed together very much,
Pat, la Tua,