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Nothing compares to losing a sister unless it's losing an aunt who was like your sister. We grew up together and as life goes, we went our separate ways but nothing ever took her out of our hearts, and our hearts grieve because we didn't get to tell her that we love her again. In our hearts we know that she still feels that love and that we miss her. Now through the pain we go on living but oh how we loved her; our aunt, our playmate, our friend, OUR Martha.
Debra Hobbs-Jackson
July 04, 2010 | Ypsilanti, MI