My dad was gone most of my later years in school, because he was stationed in other parts of the United States and we stayed in Jacksonville. Mom held down the fort. We didn't always make it easy for her.
I'm so thankful for my mom, for taking care of me. I still love to visit my parents, who still live in the same house I grew up most of my life, just so I can ask my mom what's there to eat. Mom's cooking is always the best, right?
I love you, mom.
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