Yaminah McAfee-Horne

Mom’s Inspiring Love

Dear Mom, Your enduring love, a timeless compass, guided me through the vast expanse of time, threading whispers of cherished moments in childhood and shared ascents through life's challenges. Your letters, each stroke a delicate dance of affectionate ink, stand as an everlasting testament to the unbreakable bond we held.

Morning calls, an echo of encouragement, composed a symphony that resonated with wisdom, harmonizing with the rhythm of our lives. Thank you for championing all my dreams, instilling the value of kindness in all endeavors. Despite the challenges, I am steadfast in honoring your cherished wishes. You fondly reminded me that I was your little Christmas present, finding joy in shared meals and the story behind why drumsticks held a special place in my heart. As the milestone of 41 approaches, my heart aches for the familiar echo of your voice. Though tears may fall, they cloak joyous memories, for your love remains the eternal sunrise that bathes my heart in warmth and gratitude.

With love from your grandchildren, your legacy lives on in the laughter you shared, the lessons you imparted, and the love that will endure through generations. As we collectively pen these words in your honor, we celebrate the remarkable woman you were a wellspring of comfort, strength, and boundless love. Your memory, etched in the delicate strokes of our shared experiences, will forever be our guiding light.

With love and enduring gratitude, Tonya Rae, Lee, and Grandchildren