Hello dear friends,

My caregiver counselor and precious friend, Pat, died yesterday from a
suspected heart attack. She has helped me so much during the last 18 months,
and I'm not sure I would have made it a couple of times if she hadn't been
there for me. She became a friend during that time, and I loved her so much.
Today, I literally had to tear myself from my mother's grip and walk out of her
room. I could hear her all the way to the door of the nursing home sobbing and
begging me not to leave her. And, I can't call Pat. This is too hard.

Becky