My mother is a force of nature. She is a dynamic, extroverted, party giving, people loving woman. Or she was anyway. Now she is struggling with cancer and Alzheimer's disease. I've been thinking about all the things she taught me and all the things she did for me along the way. She gave me my neatness, my stubbornness, and my allergy to coconuts. She taught me to sew, to laugh, and to care generously for others. These things be they big, small, or absurd are all precious to me today. We've had our difficulties and disagreements but all of that fades today in the memories of her loving me the best she could throughout my life. I wish to give her the best of myself during her last journey in this life. I love her and I know she loves me too. I am grateful for these dwindling moments.