Mom passed away on May 3. She caught a cold. I figured it'd be a cold or a fall that got her. She sure was a fighter...I don't know if I'd fight so hard for my life, but maybe by the time she got to the point she was at she just didn't really realize any differently. Chanti and I are taking a road trip to Colorado. We leave on Friday, will go to Yellowstone, then to Aunt Helen's in Loveland where there will be a mini family reunion. Then we're going to the Cambodian Heritage Camp in Winter Park for four days. It'll be sort of a cleansing trip for us. On to new beginnings. I have a job interview in the morning with the Public Affairs office at Kaiser in SSF. It sounds like a perfect job for me - assuming that I understand it correctly. All for now. I realized today that while I knew I missed Mom a lot, I think of her several times a day. She was quite the lady. I love her and miss her.