
06/07/2023
June 7, 1961 is the day my angel was born!!! Typically I beat everyone calling/texting or posting about your birthday; but this morning I couldn’t really grasp the words. I didn’t get much sleep last night, although I laid down about 9:15. It’s like playing tug a war and you’re pulling and pulling just for your opponent to get that Incredible Hulk strength and you fall to the ground. I’m still left speechless, I still haven’t accepted the fact that you’re gone. I’m going through all the stuff that comes with death, but can’t accept the fact that you’re not here. I know everyone around me is telling me one day at a time, that is easier said than done. Me and that lady (yes I said that lady) because I would most of the time say “hey lady” while on the phone. She would just say “NICOLE, I’m gonna get you when I see you! “Don’t think you’re too old to get popped. I’ve only gotten in trouble 3x in my life. Anywho, HAPPY HEAVENLY 62nd Birthday MOTHER!!! It’s no better place to be, then walking around HEAVEN all day!!! I love you FOREVER, it was no better mother/daughter relationship than ours!!!💔💔💔❤️❤️❤️🖤🖤🖤🤍🤍🤍