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Bernadett
I read the above, line by line and cried till I could cry no more. My son's name is Andre and I am Andre's mother. I worry about him but more so I worry about me and what is going to happen to me.....once he is gone. Does he know how much I LOVE ANDRE?
June 20, 2013 • Toronto