Baldo: Maybe we should say a little prayer to remember mom. Gracie: No, Baldo... Gracie: We should say a big prayer! Dad: You got it, Gracie.
My grandmother raised me, so she’s kinda my mom. Sad to think this will be her last mother’s day. She’s dying of breast cancer, and has maybe 6 months left.
My grandmother raised me, so she’s kinda my mom. Sad to think this will be her last mother’s day. She’s dying of breast cancer, and has maybe 6 months left.