This photo was taken on November 6, 1959. The day my adopted parents got married. She looks so happy. It's so sad that no one would have imagined that 43 years later she would die. She died on their 43rd wedding anniversary... The very day 11-6-02.

I will never forget it and I treasure the time that she gave to me. The two of them took in foster children all of their lives. I was one of the blessed ones to be adopted by them along with a boy name Jamie. They raised us to be humble and to treasure each and everything that life brought us whether it was bad or good. She would tell me that there were lessons to learn in each thing if you just look for them.

I miss her terribly....

Tonight my daughter, her grandchild, and I will celebrate this amazing woman and the gifts she gave to the world.