When I sit in the chair that you sat in, I wonder what you used to think about? You bore the discomfort from your legs with great forbearance and dignity. I hope your thoughts were good ones and not focused on your worst times. I asked you once had I been able to make your life a better one. You assured me that I had. I hope it was true, because you deserved the best. You were selfless, helpful to anyone who needed it and would give us the world if you could! I love you, so very much.