May God bless you and your...
When I think of Mom I think of comfort. She had a way of making everything OK.Sometimes it came in the form of warm hash (delivered to the door when people were sick) and other times it was a hug. It has been 32 years since she gave me that first comforting hug because I was upset over "some guy". It was around midnight in front of the 7-eleven in Westbury.I had been amazed by this woman who had such chaos surrounding her even longer than that. There has never been a time when she was not...
Denise
September 30, 2009


