My memory of our trip to the Fresno Fair is with me forever. She drove herself down by herself to visit me and made sure before she came to tell me she wanted just me and her to go to the fair. She and I had such a fun time. We bought each other earrings and immediately put them on. We ate cinnamon rolls, drank coffee and later on ate corn dog. Well, I ate the corn dog. She did not have a good appetite. We went to the horse races and just enjoyed each others company. She told me, "Ma, you know this is my last time at the Fresno Fair, I will die before the next one comes to town." I told her not to talk that way and that she was going to be healed. She hugged me and told me she loved me. I had tears running down my cheeks and she handed me a tissue. My baby, how I miss her so much. Memories of our good times together keep lingering on long long after she has gone to Heaven.
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