It is interesting how when someone dies, the bad tends to die with them. For most people, memories of others are shrouded in the good times; the happy memories. For a few, the negativity holds on passed death and lingers there. However, for the rest of us, there is an odd mixture of good and bad that abide in our memories. Those who are gone hold a special place in our hearts, but at times we get mixed emotions when we think about them. I know that this is true for me when it comes to my mother, Cynthia. She and I had an interesting life together and with that came some harsh experiences, but it also brought some priceless ones as well. I will always love and adore her; she was and is my mother. In her memory, I decided to share our story. I wanted to show the good, the bad; the happy, the sad; the fun, the pain; and all of the uniqueness that God provided us together.
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