Reading the four or five post from 2011 makes me wish we had told you more just how much we love you. It was always amazing how you could twist the worst news into something positive. After the doctors appointments, when we would find out something “NOT SO GREAT” about the cancer, we would get on the elevator, push the button and you would put your arm around me and tell me everything would be alright. “We will get a plan, MOM and it will all be okay”. You were worried about us as much as we worried about you. That’s who you were. Our peacemaker. I seldom get on an elevator that I don’t imagine your arm around me. Taking those short moments to encourage each other even when you “DON’T KNOW” is a PRICELESS gift.