You came from a small town.
Your daddy was dead, and mama weighs 312 pounds.
Your brother was in prison. Your sister cheated on welfare by pretending one of her kids was still alive.
You grew up knowing one thing – you were trash.
You spent many years scraping dishes and waitressing…..
No money, no man, no love, no nice job, even no friends…..
You did what you liked most till you were 32, that was the only thing you ever felt good doing…..
And, you almost won…..
Maggie, you are my angel.