You’re quite eloquent in your portrayal of her life, loves, passing, as well as honest. A wonderful tribute, indeed. I remember her well, and still think about her from time to time. She was an amazing mother, that’s what I remember the most. I remember Liz’s complaints, and how I wanted to slap her every time I heard them. Her mother selflessly toiled to put her through school, give her a vehicle to drive, money to have a social life, ad infinitum, and did it all without getting depressed. It’s a mystery to me how she did it, how she stayed so joyful. She was both strong and compassionate — a volatile mix, to be sure, but she balanced it in a way I’ve never seen anyone else do and probably never will again. She’ll not be forgotten.