As I sat on my …

As I sat on my front porch in the early morning, I could hear the birds chirping. I felt the cool morning breeze blowing back and forth on my face. I thought I wish my mother could see me now. When we were kids, growing up we always wanted to be just like Mom. All children want to make their parents proud of them. That is why I decided to write my mother story to tell parents, be careful of whom you trust your children with whether it be family or friends. My mom-trusted someone she though was her friend. If mom were alive, today she would be so proud of the things that I have accomplished it is only through Christ. I am really an Author, I have actually written my Mom’s life story. All I Had Was Your Birth Certificate (and Memories That Remain) to share with families that have been devastated  by the lost of a child through death, abduction. On the other hand, a child, that has runaway. I write this story from life experiences as I watched my mother many times with tears flowing down her cheeks, and the beautiful smile on her face turn to a frown down through the years as she struggled with the abduction of my sister. I cannot begin to imagine the pain she felt after losing her child. My mother passed away in July 2005, she never got a chance to see her child again and tell her how much she loved her.