I will never forget our conversations about Tre' growing up and how we wanted him to stay small and young forever. As I sit here on his 18th birthday I recall those talks and wonder what you are thinking as he is no longer a little boy and is starting his own life as a man. I am very proud of the man he is becoming and I am sure you are as well. Now I know all the worries you felt for me when I was his age and I wish you were here more than ever to be my rock and give me the strength needed to watch him start this new phase in his life. Keep watching over him for me and keep him safe when I can't be with him. You are his guardian angel and he is so lucky to have such an amazing, beautiful, and strong guardian angel watching over him. I love you Mom!! XOXOXO
9-5-08
Dear Vicky,
A year; how can it be that you've been gone that long. It seems just like yesterday. I can remember almost every detail of that day from about 1 PM, which is when I started driving to try to see you. Like now, it was hot. I talked to Tara throughout the trip: she told me she kept telling you that I loved you and I was on the way. In the end, you left minutes before I got to the hospital. That's OK-- I wouldn't have wanted you to stay, once you were ready to leave. Some of the other folks were gone then too, and I wonder if you left when you did to spare us from the finality of your last breath. You were always thinking of others...
I think of you daily, as I know all of us who loved you do. I wonder how you are and what Heaven is like. I wish you could say. I hope you like your flowers...
Love, Gale 
TODAY I MISS YOU SO MUCH THIS DAY LAST YEAR ME,TARA,IAN ARRIVED AT THE HOSPITAL. WHEN WE WALKED IN YOU WERE TRYING TO GET UP TO USE THE BEDSIDE POTTY YOUR BODY WAS TREMBLING IT WAS LIKE EVERY BIT OF ENERGY WAS SUCKED OUT OF YOU THE THREE OF US JUST HELD YOU AND YOU JUST KEPT MOUTHING I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, IT WAS AS THOUGH YOU SAVED ALL YOUR ENERGY TO WAIT FOR US JUST TO TELL US YOU LOVED US BECAUSE AFTER THAT YOU BEGAN TO FADE AWAY AND SAID NOTHING ELSE. THIS WAS SO HARD BECAUSE JUST TWO DAYS PRIOR, WHEN ME AND TARA SPENT THE WEEK WITH YOU, YOU WERE WALKING, TALKING,SMILING,EATING. MOMMY WE LOVE YOU TOO AND MISS YOU MORE THAN EVER AND ARE GOING THROUGH HARD TIMES WITH OUR DADDY BEING SICK. I KNOW YOU ARE OUR ANGEL SO PLEASE WATCH OVER US FOR WE NEED YOU SO.
Yesterday was bubbys birthday, I remember the day I had him you were there like you were there for your other 3 grandchildren. However his birth was a little different because you almost passed out. My baby is now 4 and I miss your phone call to sing happy birthday. And although you were not phisicaly at his party I know you were there. Last year he didnt have a party cause I didnt want to leave you so we made up for it this year and had a great time. I wish the kids got to know you better and had more time to spend with you. What time they did have they loved their Bebop so so much, they speak of you alot and always tell me they miss you and never leave you out of their prayers. We will keep your memories alive and your legacy will live on through us for we are a part of you. I love you mommy
To Vicky, June 20, 2008
A year age today was the last time I saw you in life. I'm glad we didn't know-I don't think I could have stood it. We had only hours together. We talked, laughed, and cried. Hal brought in Chinese food. You didn't eat much. We watched old tapes of our dancing days. "What was her name again?", we'd say. "I look like I don't know the steps!!!!" And now and then, "We look pretty good there!!!" So many memories...
We didn't say goodbye. Since the day I left for Florida in 1987, unless it was by accident, we never said goodbye; not in notes, not on the phone, not even when we were together. You said "goodbye" was just too final...
I still miss you so much. You were always such a comfort. The song "Tiny Dancer" by Elton John always brings you to mind. I know for sure where you are: I only hope I've lived my life well enough that I will see you again there.
Keep dancing, my dear friend... 
