As Mona ties the last of the boxes that will be shipped the next day, a picture flashes into her mind. It’s a picture that brings a smile to her tired face and old memories into her mind. Her little girl, years ago, barely three runs to her mommy putting her arms around her neck. “It’s okay Mommy. Don’t cry. I’m here. I won’t leave you. I’ll take care of you Mommy. I promise.” It had been such a big promise for a little girl, but she had kept it. Daisy had taken care of Mona even when she had not known she was helping her mommy just by needing her. It had force Mona to stay on track, focused and strong.
Mona and Daisy had gotten through many difficult times and many more good times. Mona’s pride in her daughter’s success could never fit in to a box or even a dozen boxes. Her baby wouldn’t be here with her anymore; not physically. But that was okay. Mona’s little girl was getting her own chance to build her life. She would be far away but not really. Daisy would always be a part of Mona.
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