I miss my son, my friend, my angel of laughter. That phone call every morning and every evening will never come again hearing him tell me "Ma, I love you" every day, no matter how busy he got...is only a faint memory.
The grandson he left behind is only a little duplicate for me to love and cherish but never to replace MY son. His sister, Tamika, misses him dearly and he never had the chance to watch her graduate from college.
Friends and family feel lost without him here. So, God please comfort us all, for now it is your time to take back the Angel you shared with us for 23 years. Thank You
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