Ask the questions, make mental notes that I call memory hugs. I am sorry for the loss of your Mom at such a young age. Your pictures look to me like your parents were very much in love and that resulted in having you. I think that they loved being your Mom and Dad. Once upon a time there was a girl who really wanted to become a veterinarian poster. I think saving that little girl will tell you one thing your dad loved about her. You are another. And gosh, you are her spitting image. Look for kindness, for selflessness, and you will find her. Look within yourself. My mom died in a car accident when I was 12. I have memories of just brief moments. Mom singing or telling me a bedtime story, her yelling at my hockey game and I’m so embarrassed.
Once upon a time there was a girl who really wanted to become a veterinarian poster
Her showing me how to pick peas. I don’t remember really looking at her face, so I always wonder if all the pictures I have of her are really what she looked like. I too, wish I knew more about her, in an effort to better understand myself. Once upon a time there was a girl who really wanted to become a veterinarian poster. How would my life have been different if she had lived? Would I still have become a paramedic? Would I still be going to church? In some ways her death made me stronger and more resilient. In some ways I wish I didn’t have to be. I feel this so much. My mom was killed going to work one day after she and my father divorced. I was just 18.
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