It was always about everybody else. Even when she was dying, she was concerned about everyone else.

She took in every stray, any person or animal. She wouldn't even blink an eye. She was someone you could go to.

With as much tragedy as she had, with both her husbands passing away and her two daughters, that woman's faith never faltered.

She would cry over something like that. It broke her heart that something was out there, cold, and didn't have a home.

She would say there's a reason for everything, and it made her stronger.

If you are wondering why some people don't want to talk to you anymore, it could be that they actually miss it to, but they choose to avoid you, because off what they can never tell you. It feels cold in the dark, where people change on you, for what seems to be the best not to share anymore....