Karen Smith
Suzette, there is nothing like a mother's love and the loss of your mother. I read a poem every day attached to a picture of my mother that sits on my desk at work that says, "At the heart of each lovely memory...the wonderful warm heart of a mother." Mothers are our rock, our glue that keeps us together. We feel lost without them but we know that they have taught us well in order to make it through life's journies. She will always live within you like the beauty of a lit candle. You will glow and will be forever filled with her love. May God bless you and your family. Your friend, Karen Smith