Thursday, July 20, 2023
Dora Elva (I always said her middle name) was like a mom to me. In my high school years she would make me and Luis ( my Besty :), lunch every day. Words cannot convey what a true child of God she was. This scar, like the one from my parents passing, will be with me till my end. Not to say scars are bad, they tell stories. I have a lump in my throat that will go away one day but the memories of what a truly great person she was will never die. Love Mike.
