Through out this time, even though she was scared, in pain and plainly terrified of dying she didn't lose her dignity, her humor, her caring spirit.
Now I ask who will play dress up with me. who will swipe my nail polish, who will teach me the dance numbers. Who will yell at me for butchering the English language. who will dance with me at weddings. Who is going to pick berries and make soup with me.
Although she will be missed, I plan to work hard to never forget her. Never forget so that she lives on in my memories and of all the other people who have memories so all the other people out there will learn of her and then she can live on far past her life time far past her short stay with us. And maybe someday her story will inspire some one to find a real cure