Oh how I miss you. When you came home after the stroke, I wasn't sure if I could take care of you. But we did it. I got so much closer to you than I had ever been. The day this picture was took, you were feeling good so good. We had just done your nails and hair. You were so proud. I loved pampering you and spoiling you. The many nights I tucked you in bed...made me remember the many nights you tucked me in bed. I would hold you for a minute and tell you how I wish I could hold you forever. We both really knew. You would say,"you will never know how much I love you." Well mom, if it's half as much as I love you, then I might have a good idea. I'm trying to be strong and I hear you telling me to just be still like Jesus says. It's hard. I have never she'd a tear that I didn't feel you holding me even if it was on the phone. The hardest part is learning how to remember your holding me without you being here. I surely hope you knew how much I love you. Sing, smile and be happy. Your memories will hold me and carry me thru. I know this because you said so. Love and miss you. Keeta Lynn.