I wear your name on my back everyday... Hearing your name puts me to shame... I can't get over my loss.. your death... I wonder why God didn't take someone else in your place... I can't dwell on your death, I must move on.... And paise God for taking you out of the misery you were in.. It hurts to lose a real mom... I'm useless without a mom.. I'm the soda and you're the can... But at least I can say one thing, That I'm glad you came in my life and raised a man...