May God bless you and your...
Dear Mom,
I really don't know where to start. There's not a day that goes by that I don't think of you. Everytime my phone rings I think it's you because we used to talk ten times a day. I would like to tell you that I'm ok, but I'm not. I feel angry that god took you from us. I still don't understand why. People say that god takes the good ones because he needs them up there, but we still needed you here. Things will never be the same without you, but the only thing that helps me get...
Dan Rallo
January 31, 2002 | Streamwood, IL