I wish I could have spent more time with Auntie Doris my mom Terry and her were alot alike. When ever she was visiting I remember her cooking us all breakfast just like she had always been doing it. She will be missed.

My earliest memory, around 3 years old, is frantically chasing Mom out the door as she was going to work. I was pulled back by the babysitter. Psychologist call this Separation Anxiety. Today I am sort of having that same feeling all over again. Love you Mom and miss you.