In memory of a patient/friend who suffered more than most do in life, yet was never broken in spirit. Who learned how to appreciate the little things of life. Who, upon being given a terminal diagnosis, threw a “Celebrate-my-life” party for all her friends and family, rather than wait for after the event….so that she could hear all those nice things that we would say about her later!
The end came a few months later, but we were all the richer for the experience, and left with indelible memories of an indomitable spirit.
We came and went in her life, but the cats, three of them, were her constant companions. When not in hospital, life revolved around the cats….and they knew it.