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today became her customers. You were not just customers to her, you were her friends, and she treasured each and every one of you.
Mom was always a very strong lady both physically and emotionally. When I was a teen-ager she used to jog down our road with me. She was also very ingenious. Whenever anything needed to get done around the house she would figure out a way to do it. Often she would get me involved in her shenanigans. We maybe didn’t always have the very best outcomes, but we always had a good time together doing whatever we were involved in.
My Mom was my very best friend. She was my matron of honor on my wedding day. When I became a nurse myself, I usually worked three 12-hour shifts and that left four days a week that I was off. We would often run around during the day between her morning and afternoon bus runs.
At the age of 49 she was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. She underwent chemotherapy and went into remission. While she was in remission, she harvested stem cells in case the cancer ever came back, which it did. She took chemotherapy again, but it didn’t work that time. She went to UVA in search for a
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