My Mama is the true Southern woman that loves her kids when we are acting up really bad even when it was difficult to love.
My love for her grows and grows, YesI loved daddy, however I always had her my Mama as my leader, teacher, best friend, and built in security system.
She is one of the last true Southern Matriarchs Mamas left and I love you Mama and need you at 45 years old, I will be the lady you have shown in your refection of teaching me your ways and I am never letting you go.
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