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A Page Form My Mom's Old Diary
Dear Friends,
On the eve of my birthday, when I returned home a little late, I found a page on my pillow. Thinking that it might have been left there by me myself, I pushed it below the piloow and went to sleep. On getting up this morning, I looked at it with drowsy eyes but then became stark awake on reading its contents. This was a page from my mom's old diary and it was about me! I am still feeling the shivers those words sent through my whole being! I don't know how to react or what to say. I am just sitting as if in a trance in my room, shedding tears of gratitude for that 'Angel' called as my mother Margaret Burton.
I've copied that note on a picture and posting here as a tribute to the divine love of my mother:
On the eve of my birthday, when I returned home a little late, I found a page on my pillow. Thinking that it might have been left there by me myself, I pushed it below the piloow and went to sleep. On getting up this morning, I looked at it with drowsy eyes but then became stark awake on reading its contents. This was a page from my mom's old diary and it was about me! I am still feeling the shivers those words sent through my whole being! I don't know how to react or what to say. I am just sitting as if in a trance in my room, shedding tears of gratitude for that 'Angel' called as my mother Margaret Burton.
I've copied that note on a picture and posting here as a tribute to the divine love of my mother:
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