Our links arn't made by blood but by the childrens, you've stick closer then my own relatives, time came through to show your true colors, and when you bleed i bleed. The motherly instincts came when mine wasn't there to hold me you held me when i cried youve cried, when family turned a cold shoulder towards me, you open your arms wide when i lost everything and was institutionalize you where the first to write. When i hit rock bottom you stood by even when the kids no longer where mine, you still let me see them and be a part of there lives. Your doors weren't shut like my own blood was. During the high and lows of mental illness you still came and visit, all these years and im blessed and thankful to say i have an amazing mother inlaw like you to the most amazing woman named arlene.
by stephanie marie
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