TERROR
by Wendy Howarth
It is 1 year today that you have passed away. I know that you are happy where you are and I miss you so much. Right now it's very hard for me to type this...my tears are falling down my cheeks as I am typing. I still look up in the sky and find the brightess shining star and call it "Terror". When I leave work tonight I know I will look up and see that star and know it's you. I love you and miss you so much.... Mommy xoxoxox
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