September 26, 1991

The 25th anniversary of my mamas death is quickly approaching. I’m scared. I’m sad. But I’m going to celebrate. Because her life is worth celebrating and life is too damn short. 

She was only 42. 

Life is precious and shouldn’t be wasted. 

I can say with a full heart, I haven’t wasted one second yet. 

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