At the age of 28 you were informed you were a diabetic. I remember how you kind of just gave up on life. You gave me the distinct impression that you felt as if life was over for you. You dropped everything and moved back to San Diego. I remember being at Grama Ruths house the night the car got repossessed. You were so upset because you loved that Canery yellow Camero. They only repossessed it because we moved back to Diego and you felt that was so unjust. But I also remember when you were first diagnosed with it before we moved back home, a nurse would come by the house and teach me how to minister your blood sugar, how to adjust your insulin, even how to administer your insulin shots to you. She taught me how to keep lifesaver candies on hand in case your blood sugar dropped and what signs to look for if you needed help and were unable to ask for it. I learned about all the changes you were supposed to make in your life to help you live longer and healthier. Then I watched as you made some changes and didn't make some. Mom no matter what happend  you were a strong fighter, a surviver. A trait that you indeed have passed on down to not just both your daughters but also all your grand and great grand children. Thank you for that.

In 1976 Tina moved to Fresno California. Bringing with her, her at that time only child Angelina (Lina). She got their apt.at 1901 E. Luis Apt C off of Blackstone(Abby) just south of olive. Where we remained for a few years. During those few years we used to go eat at a little place called the taco shack. And I attended Webster Elementary while you tried a few jobs out before settling with the I.R.S.. On the very first night we spent there we only had one pot one spoon and shag green carpet, with no furniture. You cooked Mac&cheese as our first meal there that we both ate straight out of the pot :).   Great times mom great times.