|Gloria Cochran (1924-2011) in 1983, laughing|
My mother lived a long and, I think, rewarding life. I always knew she loved me with all her heart, as she did all her family: children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and many others. In fact, we were her heart.
The last time I saw her, just a couple of weeks before she passed away on March 9th, she looked into my eyes, smiled, and poured all that love right back into my heart.
I am missing my little Annabelle, and we are missing our dear Gig.