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To my Lola Bom


When most people think that you talk for hours, I think it's about you having so much personality that you don't want to keep things to yourself and not let others know what they need to know. When some think you meddle with their lives, I think it's about you being a concerned person that sometimes you care so much. I may not have the chance to tell you this in person, but I want you to know how THANKFUL I am for everything that you have done for me and our whole family. Thank you for sending me to school and for providing me and deebo things we need. Thanks for being a very supportive in everything. Thank you for always being proud of us. Most of all, thank you for being a praying grandmother. I'm sorry for the times when I'm annoyed when you give me confusing tips, getting lost on trips, or when you get so stressed out with simple things.

I know in my heart that the whole family is blessed to have you in our lives. Even if I would be given the chance to choose a family, I will still choose you. Love you la! Thank you so much for everything! I hope you can visit Tim and me soon. :)

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