What a year this has been. You would have been very concerned for your health and Clara. As always, I missed you sometimes more than I can bear. I turn around to see if you’re not there. I hear your voice calling out DADDY. As long as I’m living my baby you’ll be. As long as I’m living and breathing, my baby you’ll be.
Clara. Here is a gallery of pics of your Mom. Love you to the moon and back, Clara.
