When she was a little girl about 4 ..my brother and I would call her little piggy and she would cry.  I would say, aw come here and she would run over to me and I would tell her we were only kidding...  I always remember that after all these years..

I remember when I first moved to the North side and I called her crying..I felt far from the family and was confused.  She drove up there and took me out and stayed with me.  She was always there for me.  I know in my heart that I was there for her too.  I don't have ONE bad memory ...