When my mom went into the hospital for the last time & my family shared with me that she was dying - the thing that hit me (even at 12) was the fact there would be no new memories of her. I had what I had & I was going to have to live with only them for the rest of my life. I'm grateful for those memories - even though there are not a lot of years of them.

In the end, we all become memories to those we love. So I am intent on leaving as many good ones behind with my kids, sons-in-law, & The Magical Creatures.