Dear Mom, Do you still get to see sunsets like this where you are? Do you marvel at God's colorwheel? I just want to write this so that you will know that I haven't forgotten you. I miss you terribly, in fact. I hope you know that.Your grandkids are doing great. LB is as sweet as he can be, and, well, KGB, let's just say I'm sure she's keeping you laughing. Sometimes I think I can hear your laughter. I hope I did alright by you as a daughter. I'm not at all sure that I did, and for that I am truly sorry. Happiness always seemed just out of reach for us. I hope that, when you think of me, you smile. I hope you're proud of the person I've become. I hope that The Lord can talk to you and maybe help you understand me a little better.It's been 9 years today. You're finally free. You are in a painless world now where you can garden, work crossword puzzles, and watch all of your grandchildren at the same time. Happy Independence Day mom. Love Angie
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