Thanks Kathy

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Today is a very hard day for me, 17 years ago my mom died of breast cancer. I was her caretaker and being 22 years old is way too young to lose your best friend. Here is something I did, it was a pic from her sisters wedding a long, long time ago, lol.
I have been very depressed lately knowing today was coming, I always get this way every year. Reliving in my mind the last precious months with my mom. Before she got really sick she had me get out in the yard with her and help separate daffodil bulbs, I think that is what they are called the yellow flowers that pop up in the spring that look like this:
Every time I see them I am reminded of her. Last night I was taking Ace out for potty before bed and taking some trash out. We are on the 5th floor and there is a little room with a trash chute. I was walking down the hall and told myself that my mom would not be happy for me crying so much, being sad, she would want me to be happy, and I told myself I should try better for her. I turned the corner to go to the trash chute room and outsite a neighbors door on the floor was one daffodil. I was in shock, thought I was seeing things for a moment and asked Bill to see if he saw it too. Some people don't believe in signs, but how could I not in this situation.
Thanks to every one of you that have read about our adventures, your comments truly touch me that you would take time out of your lives to write to us. I cherish all of you.
Hug everyone a little tighter today, every chance you get to tell someone you love them do it, you never know if it will be your last chance to do so.