Mom, Ed and I were at Fort Myers beach.  I turned around and Mom was on the ground she tripped..From then on I called her Garfield she was spread out like the cat...My Mom was my TOODLES...I started calling her that after my Dad passed away...We always had such a good time together...but we also had our arguments ...I miss her just one more day to give her a hard time or too make her laugh or too see her do something silly...She was my rock and some days I don't know how I make it.....gotta run balling my eyes out...