I moved to Burden school in 2nd grade, and I met a kid who later became a best friend. We grew up together up until 8th grade when we moved. During our elementary years we would walk to his house and his mom would be there.She was a wonderful woman. We stayed the night there often and one time she made all of us go to sleep early because school was nearing and she wanted us to get used to having a bed time since summer was over.
She also invited us to her hometown with her kids. We stopped by some river and had an awesome time. We met her family and she treated us like her own kids. She loved my brother and I and was proud of us.
We one time got locked out of our friends house and so we found an open window and got into his house. When his mom got home from work, she asked us how we got inside and we said the door was unlocked. She temporarily believed us and because we got away with it, we high fived each other. When my dad came to pick us up, she talked to him about the high five she saw and knew we lied to her.
After we moved she still called us her sons. She always gave us hugs when she saw us and was so proud of us and who we were. She was diagnosed with cancer at this time also but she had chemo* and got rid of it.
It came back and she didn't want to put up with more treatments and last night she past away. We all knew it was coming and so we even went up to visit her a couple weeks ago. She had lost weight, she was frail looking, and weak. She hugged us and told us thanks for coming to see her.
Her family told us that she was happy she was leaving because she was a woman of god. She knew there would be better things after she was gone. She was an awesome woman and I'm going to miss her. But at least she was happy and will be pain free.
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