Moma/Miss, I miss you so much. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of you, that I don't look at your pictures and even though it has been over 3 years it still hurts to the core. I have so much I would love to share with you. I have so much I would love to ask your opinion about and so many times I have cried that I wished I could call you. I am at a new job and I am doing very well. You would be very proud but like always there are people at the job who want to give me a hard time. I would love to have talked to you the other day when one of my new co workers hurt my feelings because I knew deep down in my heart I did nothing wrong, THIS TIME! I prayed and I prayed to your picture as tears rolled down my face and I was hurting oh so much and I wanted to talk to you about it so much. I talked with your friends Betty and Essie and they tell me that I was your "peace" and ever since I heard that I have tell that to myself a lot to ease my pain a little. I love you so much, Miss, My Moma, my best friend! I am so sorry you had to go! Your Daughter, Tammy