Please take care of us all from that place that you sit to watch over us. I still have your shirt hanging on the end of the bed. It reminds me of your goodness and not the illness that made you go away. It still smells like you.
I love you
xoxoxox
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dearest michelle. i know the pain you feel. may they always watch over us and our families. thinking of you honey.
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