Blazin for mom…

It took her death to get me to smoke. I was taking it really hard, since she was just 43. My buddy offered to smoke a bowl with me. October 11, 2004. Cannabis helped me deal with the pain then. Just like it helps take the edge off now. Miss ya mom, you would have been 49 last wednesday. Love ya. This bowl, just like all others, is for you.

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