She was 23 years old. An expectant mother.
The father found out it was a girl and asked for an abortion.
She refused... The mother, always the protector.
She was 25 years old. A single mother.
The daughter was playing with her grandmother.
She was getting ready for her second job... The mother, always the nurturer.
She was 29 years old. Her daughter was 6.
She needed new shoes; the daughter, a Barbie.
She decided to get her shoes mended for the nth time... The mother, always the one to sacrifice.
She was 36 years old. Her daughter was 13.
She was saving up for the rent; the daughter wanted to go on a trip.
She drove her to the airport... The mother, always the giver.
She was 39 years old. Her daughter was 16.
"I hate you! You are never there!! I wish Dad was still with us!', the daughter screamed.
She sobbed silently... The mother, always lacking somewhere?
She was 42 years old. He was 30.
She was the single mother. He was the family friend.
She loved him. He loved her... Life was beautiful!
She was 19 years old. He was 30.
She was the pampered daughter. He was the family friend.
She loved him. He loved her mother... Life was complicated.
When she found out, she sacrificed her love and silently stepped away... The mother, always the martyr!
She was 43. Her daughter was 20.
She brought love and happiness into her life.
She smiled as he slipped the ring onto her finger... The daughter, her mother's reflection!
The father found out it was a girl and asked for an abortion.
She refused... The mother, always the protector.
She was 25 years old. A single mother.
The daughter was playing with her grandmother.
She was getting ready for her second job... The mother, always the nurturer.
She was 29 years old. Her daughter was 6.
She needed new shoes; the daughter, a Barbie.
She decided to get her shoes mended for the nth time... The mother, always the one to sacrifice.
She was 36 years old. Her daughter was 13.
She was saving up for the rent; the daughter wanted to go on a trip.
She drove her to the airport... The mother, always the giver.
She was 39 years old. Her daughter was 16.
"I hate you! You are never there!! I wish Dad was still with us!', the daughter screamed.
She sobbed silently... The mother, always lacking somewhere?
She was 42 years old. He was 30.
She was the single mother. He was the family friend.
She loved him. He loved her... Life was beautiful!
She was 19 years old. He was 30.
She was the pampered daughter. He was the family friend.
She loved him. He loved her mother... Life was complicated.
When she found out, she sacrificed her love and silently stepped away... The mother, always the martyr!
She was 43. Her daughter was 20.
She brought love and happiness into her life.
She smiled as he slipped the ring onto her finger... The daughter, her mother's reflection!
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