The first word that came into my mind was my Mom. She died February 13th, 2009. She was just shy of her 86th birthday. I miss her everyday. She came to America from France to marry a soldier she met during the war. What courage that took. She spoke little English. She arrived at my dad’s parents home where his parents only spoke Italian and mom didn’t speak Italian. I could go on and on about all she accomplished in her life; wife, mother, entrepreneur, counselor, artist, gourmet cook are just some of what accomplished. I feel her presence all the time and wish she was still here.