A Daughter's Letter

She would lift me up when I’m down. She would pray for me everyday. I know this because she is my best friend.

She calls me a miracle baby, but I call her a miracle from God. She is a praying woman who loves the Lord.

She reads her bible and goes to church. But she’s always there for me. Even during hard times. When I cry, she cries. When I have great news, she’s happy about it. When she have no one to talk to, she can talk to me. If I have no one to talk to, then I can talk to her. I am so glad that she is my mother.

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