Mom, Each day, when I awaken, I feel like I've just visited with you. I wish I knew everything you were trying to tell me. I wish all the time that I could just call you and talk. Just hear your voice. I am angry at life for taking you so soon, but I knew you were just too sick to be on this earth. You deserve love, light, and healing. I know in my heart that you are getting plenty of that. I just miss you like crazy. I miss going to bingo. I miss your cooking. I can go on and on about how bad I miss you but I know it won't bring you back. But we will see each other again, that I know for sure. I hope your time upstairs has been nothing but happy and pain-free. I know you are with the ones we lost before, who also shared a deep love for you. I hope grandma Mamie is making your favorite dishes for you, as you did for us kids. I hope Michael and Joshua have been able to get to know the kind-hearted soul you are. I wish sometimes I could relive some of the small things, like when we watched "Family Guy." Or when we would talk....talk ab0ut the things you can only talk to you mom about. Now I don't know who to turn you, although I do know you listen to me. I just can't stand some of the guilt I feel for your suffering towards the end. You had your family, and I guess that's what matters. I promise mom, I will take care of those shotty nurses that hurt you. I promise. I love you so very much...thank you for coming to me so often. I look forward to seeing you in my dreams.