Don’t want no flowers when I’m dead

Don’t want no flowers when I’m dead.

Trying the “Press this” button for the first time. Let’s see how it goes.

This month is the 29th anniversary of my mother’s death. She was 34 when she died, a life lost to domestic violence.

I always gave her flowers on Mother’s day and on her birthday. I should have given her flowers every day. But then again, when you’re that young sometimes you don’t think.

 

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