A love so pure that they are bonded to the bitter end. My family supports me for who I am. No matter how tough things get; I can always depend on them. They raise me;making sure I reach the tallest tower. I love them all with all my heart.
A hero so mighty he could claim the stars.... my dad makes me smile when I truly need the push to climb higher. My beam of support through all my trials.
My mom who comforts me and makes me shoot for the stars when its cloudy...Love ya mama
and to my brother....you're always ready to keep my laughing for the hard times.
Love you all, and thanks for keeping me believing in family :)
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Grandma Davis
Grandma Davis; we all will miss you.
Grandma Davis

The Tradition

Me and my Bro
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