When my mom, dad, and me moved to our apartment, the next month an woman and a man moved in at the other end of the apartment building. They didn't lived together. But they were a couple. Ms.Leila Jones was her name and Mr. Malcom was his name. Dad could not say her name so he called her Lady. They were nice people. He is a quiet man and she was a FIESTY woman. She told you what was on her mind. She was a very woman. She taught to believe in myself. I could told anything and she was there to listen to me. She was there for my mom and me when my dad died. She was there for us after. She will ALWAYS be MY BLACK MOMMY.I loved her and will miss her.
Monday, March 2, 2009
R.I.P. My Friend, Ms.Leila Jones
Posted by angelgirl at 2:47 PM
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2 comments:
I am so sorry you have lost your friend. She was a very sweet and special lady. I am glad that you had her in your life.
I know how much Ms. Leila meant to you and Mama both and I'm so sorry that you found out she died in the way that you did.
I know she would be proud of what you've accomplished and now she's up there bossing Daddy around... and you know he needed that!
Sharon:)
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