May God bless you and your...
My God Son...the only man with papers on me, as he loved to say. Words could never express the lost and emptiness that my heart feels without you. I miss our monthly dates and long conversations we often had but most of all I treasure our bond and unconditional love. I know that God wanted a beautiful rose in his garden and picked you. My love for you remains forever with priceless memories treasured. I miss those morning wake up calls and I roll over just wishing to hear your voice saying...
Angela Jackson
December 18, 2025 | Houston, TX | Acquaintance


