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Jun 2021
Once I lived inside of you.
Your body was my first home.
I will miss you so much
When you go...
and I will be homesick
for the rest of my days.
As my mom’s life ebbs away, I am learning so much about love and time and pain. I have hope for both of our futures. I believe her spirit will always be with me, but the shelter of her arms will not. This is love and it is worth the pain.
Joyce Matula Welch
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Joyce Matula Welch
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