Deborah Ann Duffy

Momma, I love you!

Momma, there are no words to describe the loss I feel from your death. There is not another woman on earth like you. Just like your blanket, which I will treasure forever, you were always going against the grain. I remember how much that annoyed me at times... and now I just wish to experience it again. I am blessed to have your artist talents, your heart and spirit and fight in me. Each picture I draw, each stubborn moment of mine, or stranger I help, or goofy unexplained outburst - I know that they came from you. Even though you aren't here in person, memories of you will flood me, and I will feel pieces of you run through my veins, for as long as I live.

Loving you always! Forgetting you never!

I love you! I miss you!

For all to remember you

I just came upon this on Facebook and thought wow I never say this before. Debbie you placed this today for me to see knowing I needed to read the other messages about you! Knowing what I'm going through in my life now, and hearing you tell me to knock it off and suck it up. I wish I could come over and cry to you like I have many times since I was 15. But everything you have said and taught me is going to get me through this chapter in my life. You helped me be a better mom, you took me in with a baby, you never judged all the crazy stuff I did. You were a "mom" to me for many years! I miss you like crazy. I love you always!

Debbie, you were "Mom" to so many of us as teenagers, and then later in life as we grew into adults with kids of our own you could still always be counted on to rescue anyone(me) who needed help.Regardless of the hour, or distance & without judgement or dismay you could always be counted on..So much of my young life was spent as a part of your family and I knew that I was always welcome. Never was there a time when it "wasn't a good time" to stop over, if you were home.When I became a very young Mom, you were one of a tiny lot of people who NEVER judged, never looked at me even a bit differently. You said this to me upon hearing I was to become a mother at the disreputable age of 14- in your blunt ,albeit loving way - "Well Nikki, you went and got yourself knocked up. You know what you've got do, right? You've got to prove everybody wrong. And I know you'll do just that" I never forgot that because so many others, neighbors, family, even strangers had such nasty & recusant words towards me. When I think of you Debbie, some of the first words that come to mind are--comfort, humor, affectionate, loving, and smart-just to name a few, a very small few. You were "home". Wherever you were always felt like home to me. A place where it was easy to just be yourself, whether you were having the best day or the worst day. I miss you. When it hits me as it does over and over again throughout the days, that I will never see you, never get hug and a sloppy kiss from you again, it feels like the air gets sucks from my lungs and my heart breaks again & again. In my life I'm sad to say that it truly is always the most uncommonly special and remarkable, unforgettable and loved angels that leave this world far too soon