Dear Momma,

You were the one.

You were the one I called momma.  The one that took me as your own when my own couldn’t be there.  

You were the one.

You were the one who called me Margie and bought me my own my size Barbie.

You were the one.

You were the one who took me an ice cold bath when my temperature was too hot.

You were the one who made me hot tea when my lymph nodes were too fat.

You were the one.

You were the one who gave me stability, security, and protection from many things.

You were apart of the reason why I never felt unloved or unwanted growing up.

You loved me.

You were the one.

You were the one who told me to have my own child when I felt so left out.

You were the one who came and took care of Maraya when I went back to work.

It was you.

You were the one.

You were the one who sacrificed and gave to ensure that I didn’t lack.

You were the one who got me roller blades, stereos, and even my first car.

You did that.

You were the one.

You were the one who always told me to get an education.  No one else- only you.

You were the one.

You were the one who listened to me, laughed with me, and always accepted me being me.

You were the one.

Doris Ann Blue, I love you.  May you rest in peace and love.

You were the one.

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