Not saying we never fought, of course we did. Especially when I was a teenager. Contrary to what you might think, I was a tad difficult. Getting home drunk when I was 13, hanging out with boys, that type of thing.
When I got older we liked each others company. We liked to hang out, go out together, visit each other, just being the best friends.
There are very few days still when I do not think of her. I miss you Mum!
2 comments:
Very sweet, she sounds lovely.
drunk at 13 eh? that explains a few things ;)
But happy birthday to your Mum! (I know I'm a bit late, I've been away), and may you always remember and miss her - in the best way of course
I haven't always been as well-behaved as I am now...and yes, I was wondering where you were!
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