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![]() In God’s loving arms you now rest, and I know that you’re truly blessed. Still I miss you, Mom, and I always will. When you were taken from me, time stood still. Christmas soon upon us, I daydream of you, can feel it in my heart, that you’re with me too. Smiles don’t come easily, for I miss you so. The hardest thing in my life was being forced to let go. Merry Christmas, Mom, our hearts will always beat as one. You’ll live on in my mind, therefore never really be gone. God bestowed on me a most precious gift when he gave you to me. The best present I receive each year is knowing our love burns eternally.
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