Dear Anna, I find it hard to believe you’re gone. You were like a mother to me, with your lasagna, cat I played with, and my drawings which you stuck on your fridge. I’ll never forget all the mischief I did. The last time I say you, you could no longer remember my name. … <a href="https://ground000.wordpress.com/2015/06/09/in-memory-of-labella/">Continuereading <span class="meta-nav">→</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="https://pixel.wp.com/b.gif?host=ground000.wordpress.com&blog=32084475&post=1873&subd=ground000&ref=&feed=1" width="1" height="1" />
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