Happy birthday, lala!

It's been almost six years, but yet I can still close my eyes and see her smile, hear that laugh, and smell her perfume.

I miss her every single day. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her.

Sometimes my heart longs to pick up the phone and call her... to tell her about my day, vent about the hard times and celebrate the good ones.

She was the most amazing woman in the world, and I miss her all of the time.

Happy 50th birthday, mom. You are truly and greatly missed by many.