Look at her. What a beauty. Her body was collapsing. The enemy was inside of her. The breast cancer was traveling all through her bones, blood, etc. It was multiplying by the second but look at her. She is picture perfect in this picture. She made sure to keep up her beauty so that her children would not be afraid of her. I look at this picture and cry to myself because she endured so much pain. Different kinds of pain. Pain that hurt her body and mind. Pain of loosing her children forever. Pain knowing she was married to a garbage of a man. Pain at knowing her father was manipulating her and filling her mind with negativity about her very own brother and sister and especially me, her mother. I will forever remember all the injustice. My Jeannette, I will never let them forget. No, not never.
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