I remember you as an independent and strong person, Mom. You thrived on music, voice, your love of history and learning. I do not know how you managed to get through losing two good men as husbands, yet you did. You told me you kept strong and grieved in private. I will always see you in your Flamenco dancing dress while your teacher watched and I watched as a fascinated 9 year old girl. I listened as you practiced your scales on the piano and sat on the floor at your feet watching and listening. You are and were loved. Daddy Jimmy adored you and Daddy Rod did as well. Now you are where you are not in pain. Your thinking is clear; you are happy and well and you have Maddy and Napoleon and Madelaine with you and all the loved ones with you. Your faith has brought you "home." I love you, Jan
