in honor of Mildred.
Mildred Cole was my mom. I was blessed to be able to care for her in her last months. She had so many stories: it was as if she knew she needed to get those stories out. I miss her every day; some days more than others. I love you mama (mommy) and I selfishly wish you were still here. I hope you are at peace. Love you, Deanette.
