She was made of coffee with a dash of milk.
Never-ending laughter with her girls.
A love that felt like home.
Books that let her live a thousand lives.
Sunsets that filled her heart.
Travels that forever lived on in her memory.
And faith.
Faith that her life would be a happy one.
This was written by our contributing writer, Luna Baic.
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