I know you tried so hard to make time, I see that you care about me. Sometimes its the thought of how much you love me, and how proud of me you are that keeps me going. Remember when we were so poor that we had food stamps, and instead of buying those apples, you bought me all those pop rocks? I remember. I remember when we hid under the kitchen table and pretended that we were playing hide and seek when the sherriff came to kick us out of the house. Remember when you used your scholarship money so we could go on a vacation? I do. I hope I made you proud. I think your a wonderful mother, and after everything you have went through to where you are today, I am so incredibly proud of you. Your a big shot. You work for huge companies. You never stop impressing me.
Sincerly,
Danny Shay Carlson
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