This is my testimony on just how much I loved our sweet Christy! Okay people, one week Grandpa Don & Grandma Glenda went on a vacation & Bobby & I were the designated 'Keepers of the House'. Sure, no problem at all. Well, one day I went over to check on things with Travis, who at the time was about 9 yrs. old. Cut to the chase, Christy had been staying there for a short while & asked me if I would mind doing a 'COUPLE' of loads of laundry for her. Of course I would, & when I went in the garage where the washing machine & dryer where I think I uttered under my breath..WTH..only because Trav was within hearing distance!!. I had to hurdle over a 6 ft. tall of clothes to even find the washer & dryer...oh yeah...long day for sure!! I want you all to know that 18 loads later....holy pooh...really?? I had washed, dryed, soted, folded, & place all in her room. This girl would absolutely wait until she had no clean clothes left before the "Oh, I need to wash a little something first before I walk out that door!" Was she happy for the favor? Oh yes!! Did she offter of pay for a whole new bottle of detergent? Yes, but I had beat her to the punch. She worked & worked so hard at what she did best, keeping all who knew her so dear at her job feel welcomed & loved that who was I not to return that with no questions asked!! I loved the fact that by doing that for her was my way of saying "Go, go & no worries anymore"! But really, 'Who has that many clothes?? Love it!!!  :)