Sunday, September 11, 2011

September 11, 2000

It's been a long time. Eleven years since we've talked, since I've seen you. Do you see me? Do you see Punk? She's wonderful Mom. I hope you know that where ever you are. I wish we had had more time. I hope you can see us now, but only if you wanted to. You'd like the Cowboy. You'd like his little one. I pray you'd still like me too. I miss you Mom. I wish you'd stayed but I hope you are out of pain and at peace and that if you can see us you are happy and proud.
I love you Mom everyday.


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Kim’s Ideal ~ Live Well, Laugh Often, Love Much. Kim’s Passion ~ helping children (of all ages) know their potential to be amazing. Kim’s favorite hair-down-shoes-off kinda day ~ exploring this incredible state I live in: Maine ~ the way life should be. Kimbalie says: “I have raised Rachel well. Learning is crucial to my existence. I think I am a Phoenix. I work hard with Ruth to be a better person and to help build a better future for all of us. It is all about the journey.