Mom

Years pass by and I miss her every day. My lasting memories of Mom are: a hard working, figure of strength who never waved in her support or love of her family, and who soldiered on when times were tough.

“It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.” – Mark Twain

She won some and lost many yet kept fighting till her last breath. My only wish is have the strength and resolve to march on.

Love you ... forever ...