When I was 18 months old my mother raised me all by herself, because my father died in a tragic car accident when I was a baby. She loved me, took care of all my needs, and made sure that I knew God's values and knew what love was. She supported me in being there no matter what I was going through. I knew her prayers we always lifting me up. She still does. I don't know how I could have made it through this life without her. I even had to live with her for 6 months with my two children until I could afford to get a place of my own. My mother is not only beautiful in appearance, but she is beautiful in heart and mind.
My Mother is more than just a mother
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